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hmmOh. I have that. A trip to Barnes and Noble always made me need to head to the water closet. I always figured it was my excitement at all the available books and stories, the possibilities to get lost in something new.
Wtf
Strangely enough I experience this when in the attic at my parents house. All my old toys and a lot of my childhood stuff is there.
It’s that “wood” smell.
Is this what George suffered from?
In nyc Barnes and noble is one of the best public places to stop to take a dump





