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A childhood belief about picking my nose

When I was about 3 or 4, I remember being in the car with my Dad on the freeway. I turned toward the window so my dad wouldn't see me picking my nose, and durning the action, a trucker passed by and saw me digging for gold. I was terrified that he was going to report me to the cops!

— Bets

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