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room, both with identical

doorways. In my mental state,

thinking only about dance class, I

turned one doorway too early.

Those behind were following me,

and we all crashed into the wall

just inside the girls’ dressing room.

We quickly unpiled and

scrambled out, but as my

teammates started to tease me, I

knew I would never hear the end of

it.

“Hey, Johnson,” Tim yelled

through his panting, “When we’re

done running, remember that the

men’s athletic dressing room is

downstairs.”

When we finally finished

running, and practice was over, I

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