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Got
it
.
No
problem
.
I
am
so
with
you
.
I
can
’
t
even
pee
if
there
’
s
someone
in
the
next
stall
.
Major
shy
bladder
syndrome
.
"
"
Now
,
please
.
"
She
walked
to
the
far
side
of
the
car
,
and
Shadow
took
a
few
steps
closer
to
the
field
,
unzipped
his
jeans
,
and
pissed
against
a
fencepost
for
a
very
long
time
.
He
walked
back
to
the
car
.
The
last
of
the
gloaming
had
become
night
.
"
You
still
there
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
.
"
You
must
have
a
bladder
like
Lake
Erie
.
I
think
empires
rose
and
fell
in
the
time
it
took
you
to
pee
.
I
could
hear
it
the
whole
time
.
"
"
Thank
you
.
Do
you
want
something
?
"
"
Well
,
I
wanted
to
see
if
you
were
okay
.
I
mean
,
if
you
were
dead
or
something
I
would
have
called
the
cops
.
But
the
windows
were
kind
of
fogged
up
so
I
thought
,
well
,
he
’
s
probably
still
alive
.
"
"
You
live
around
here
?
"
"
Nope
.
Hitchhiking
down
from
Madison
.
"
"
That
’
s
not
safe
.
"
