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... memorabilia, and I was bad at it. It didn't really matter—all I had to do was stand there and restock. It was a student job, not a real job. I had no ambition to stick around longer than I was contractually obligated to.
But still, I remembered my amazement at realizing exactly how massive our football stadium was—not just the field or the stands, but the area behind the stands where the stores and concessions were. It was like a giant tunnel that went on forever, and on game days, it wo ...
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