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My table is oak. There is a fall tablecloth and placemats. The rest is junk. I try hard not to pile up stuff there. We come into the house through a garage door that opens into a little vestibule. Just to the right is a doorway to go on inside the house into the dining room. My table sits right there. It catches everything, mail, groceries, clothes that need mending because it is right next to the vestibule I was just talking about. If you take a left instead of a right, the steps go upstairs where my sewing machine is. I guess because it is in the center part of the house, it is on the way to everywhere. :lol3:
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