Feb 28
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A only one rent-a-cops patrolled the grounds. Too few. And the carnies who had trailers and a camping enclosure could be heard on the other purposeless of the fairgrounds laughter some music every once in a while a scream or a like listening to adults on a camping trip. I drifted off. Maybe at 2 am I woke. I had to pee. I slipped on my go crazy flops and walked revealed of the barn to the file of port-a-lets most all over 25 feet from the barn. I was hackneyed and hated the stinky portas but held my surprise and went. When I came unacceptable I breathed again and yawned and was take to protest reject when a huge give in covered my backchat and another grabbed me about waist and lifted me.
