I fenced in college as a club sport, not a technical team. We took cargo vans to tournaments. I spent 2 hours in a van with teammates headed to Chicago and thought the guy next to me smelled *awful*. Turned out he had a box of frozen fish in his bag he'd forgotten about WEEKS AGO.
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Seanan McGuire
Some time ago--months, definitely, but the number is unclear--we went to the grocery store, and my mother bought a shrimp ring. One of those plastic rings of pre-cooked cocktail shrimp. Okay: we both like them. That's fine.
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