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My bare arms were being stabbed by a hundred tiny redhot needles, and my neck was simultaneously slippery and itchey. It felt really great to peel off my clothing and rinse off the battle's remains in a luke-warm shower.
I absolutely love that feeling. There are few feelings better that I can imagine than slipping into that luke-warm shower and feeling all the outdoors wash away. I like it. :)
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