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I slipped this morning and twisted my ankle because I didn't Watch The Gap like the signs on the train tell everyone to. Would have been fine if it weren't for the last time I fell and did it right. A combination of a wood floor, open door, pouring rain, half a dozen beers, more carbombs and Jager bombs than I care to remember, a few shots of grain, and bare feet. Slipped, put my entire weight into a doorframe by way of my ankle. That was January of last year and it still hurts.
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