That picture reminds me of my first girlfriend. When I visited her house for the first time, the entire place was pretty much like that. There wasn't one inch of floor in the house that wasn't covered in dirty clothing or other junk, and the kitchen was horrifically gross. I was invited over one night for dinner, and I did it to be nice, but it was the only time I ever did such a thing.
I don't see how people can live like that. My living areas have sometimes been cluttered - NEVER dirty - and even at that point I feel like a damn slob.
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