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I don't think it was that conversation with Dwight, and it wasn't anything in particular that happened while I was there, but while I was in the inn I started feeling like a Tootsie Roll Pop. On the outside I was having a shiny-good colorful time. But I could feel my chewy, gooey center squishing and squashing inside of me.
