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I grew up rearranging my grandmother's house, sneaking around while she played piano. I'd open up all of her cabinets, taking out candle holders, metal watering cans, and glass dishware, and placing them around the house until everything was decorated beautifully. Then, I'd wait for my grandma to finish her song, or not, and drag her around giving her a tour of her own house. After that, I would leave to go home, and she'd put everything back so I could do it again. I wanted