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i mean, it wasn't like i didn't go to the gym. i did. i did my yoga stretches in the dusty back corner, surrounded by old men in bulging, saturated wife beaters, grunting as they hoisted massive weights high into the air. and so i felt the need to leave almost immediately, shoving open the double doors to let crisp air fill my deflated lungs.
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