PLAYING WITH FIRE
Playing With Fire
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“Oh my god!!!” Everyone in the men’s restroom turned around and saw me, dazed, laying on the floor. But the cry of shock and come from the hallway outside; I had fallen just inside the doorway and the door still stood open, held there by my body. I couldn’t say what happened exactly, but my…