The kitchen was a sea of knee-deep trash - empty milk containers, bottles of Mountain Dew, opened cans of Chef Boyardee, soup, and corn strewn across the invisible floor. Bulging garbage bags covered the grime-stained table and the sink overflowed with tinfoil, plastic spoons, boxes of food, and rusty pots and pans, with a window screen atop it all. (Full article: 444 words)

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