I despise laundromats in general.
They're unbearably hot, they reek of chemicals, they're usually grungy and populated with people who look... sad, somehow. It's depressing. And boring, because I'm not leaving my clothes. Not to mention lugging the clothes back and forth, or the fun of strangers seeing your pair of ratty panties (everyone has a couple of pairs of tatty drawers, don't deny it.
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Ugh, I hate it.