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So the other day I was wandering aimlessly through a grocery store when I noticed something I had never cared about before: bath salts. They had all kinds of them: blue ones, green ones, red ones, yellow ones. There were bath salts for your back and for your joints, and there were others that were “proven” to help you relax. I bought a few of them, and I dumped a pack of red bath salt that was supposed to be good for the joints into the tub:

bath

And then, when I was in the water, I suddenly remembered that one day a year and a half earlier, when I had suddenly found myself in a bath tub somewhere in Kazakhstan.

I should take more baths, I thought. The problem was just that there were not that many bathtubs along my way. And if there were, I was often too big for them.



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