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cathygt61
CathyGT :
It’s a linen closet 🥰
2024-06-28 16:42:20
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elizabethcardona936
elizabethcardona936 :
Me too
2024-09-24 06:26:50
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ricandiva71
Malissa Marancik :
We call it a pantry in the states
2024-06-28 18:30:39
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traceytowle
Tracey :
it's a linen closet lol
2024-06-29 12:26:30
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marisa.ann.degrado
Marisa Ann DeGrado :
It’s a linen closet. And it’s fabulous!
2024-06-30 22:10:50
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chelebelle78640
Michelemybelle78640 :
it's a linen closet...I almost thought it was a pantry before being filled 😂
2024-06-28 18:20:13
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ronaldo_fan191
D :
Hi big fan
2024-06-28 16:48:33
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livinginyellowzone
Livinginyellow :
Imagine being rich enough to actually buy all this all at once?
2024-07-02 19:47:29
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.theyhatenevaeh
Nevaeh💕 :
Early, heyyy
2024-06-28 16:43:48
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corgiluver0
corgiluver0 :
Bruhhhhh it’s a darn closet come on Richard
2024-06-28 23:38:42
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coffee_lover951
Mikayla Rose🌹🥀 :
Pepto-Bismol helps with upset stomach
2024-06-29 03:18:08
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kristy5629
Kristy :
linen closet
2024-08-19 01:10:07
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auntem45
AuntEm45 :
Google pepto bismol commercials 🤣 you’re welcome
2024-06-28 23:02:35
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diazprincezz
😇Diaz :
super early and love this!
2024-06-28 16:37:16
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gw3343
LA Reads :
Aquaphor is a medicated Vaseline
2024-06-28 23:21:32
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lorrainecarter77
Mum & Lorraine 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 :
No it’s for heart burn I think ( the pink stuff )
2024-06-28 23:13:23
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rachelsutton1
Rachel Hatton 1 :
Pepito bismol is like our gaviscon
2024-06-29 09:11:47
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user2115274139072
SinisterLuna🖤 :
I'd love something like this! but the reality is none of the drawers or anything would fit. I'd have gaps everywhere or too much stuff to put in 😂
2024-07-12 00:32:54
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tiffanytaylor361
Tiffany Taylor :
The Container Store sells all those containers.
2024-06-29 13:14:37
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momo.taylor.83
Riah :
it's a pantry
2024-06-29 00:39:53
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casslynn_90
Cassidy :
you don't have linen closets in the UK?
2024-07-01 06:54:33
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user3585505180142
user3585505180142 :
Linen closet or storage closet
2024-06-29 13:04:06
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kylemarieries
Kyle Marie Ries :
So satisfying to watch 👌
2024-06-28 16:41:55
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