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sorry, Beth, but the only time I went to camp as a child, all cuz T.T.T. wanted to offer it a poor girl

 I wet the bed, terribly homesick, girl in our cabin allergic to bee stings, had to go home, and where the fuck were we, Indiana, I think.  the food was awful, we never did s'mores, and what the hell did I know about tennis?  I remember once we got Cleanest Cabin, got lots of decorations.  hmm.

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