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My absolute fav was the Man Named Eye shadow colors. Really cracked me up!
Nevertheless, whenever no one was looking, every chance I'd get I'd stick a finger down through the top of my mask to get fresh air.
I really enjoyed breathing after a nurse would place me in a room all by myself to wait for the doctor to pop in.
Enjoying such free breathing, me a bad dino never caught anything in such cramped spaces where other patients with their own assorted germs repeatedly lingered.
It's true that shortness of breath was one of the symptoms that put me in a hospital last May. Trouble with my own heart is all what lead to that.