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I felt like I was sitting there forever, I had no idea what to do. So when I heard the familiar clip clop back into the men’s room, I figured it was just time to leave. I got up and walked out of the stall and made eye contact with Martin for a second. He looked at me, the stall and then the hot dog, and thought to say something about it, but I guess he was so confused or embarrassed he let it pass. Read the rest of this entry »