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- The diaper lady was there again this morning, but as we were out in the great wide freezing cold open, I smelled nothing. And she didn't seem wounded or anything so she might not know that I suspected her of pooping her pants last night. As my friends and I get up there in years I suppose this type of thing is only going to be happening with an ever-increasing frequency and I should just get used to it. Anyway, I might not volunteer to help out at that race again after this year.
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