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That brace for my broken collarbone stank. Really stank. For some reason I didn't think it could be washed, so I wore it every day for a few months -- in the summer -- with it's padded straps passing right through my armpits.

By the end of the summer, my roomate at camp, David, was so eager to get rid of it we had a little party in our room the day I threw it out.

Chez Zeus: Speak, Minotaur!: Station No. 11

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