Judy exhales and, since the guy STILL hasn't shown up, hits the single shower stall in the moderately-less-than-abominably filthy but impossibly cramped ladies change room, the pain in her side increasing almost unnoticeably and her self control takes hold. Coming out of the stall, she notices a grimy old man pushing a broom in the corner.

What do you do now?

	Judy loses it
	Judy adjusts her towel and fixes her stare a few meters in front of her feet

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Story program written by Valerie Mates