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I remember a class trip in 6th grade to a cider mill. It was a fall day and I had a green hooded sweatshirt on. They were popular at the time. We went into a room where guys were up on a big contraption dumping in apples and all of a sudden the overhead lights went out. Everyone freaked out and I felt myself being shouldered aside and the lights came on and some worker grabbed me by the shirt and hauled me around yelling at me about safety and shit.
After that drama I looked over at another kid standing by the lightswitch wearing the same green hooded sweatshirt as me and I knew what happened. He fucking turned the lights off and I almost got my ass kicked by an adult because I sure looked guilty.
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