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This is a true story as best I can remember it. It was my senior year of high school and I was getting ready to go to college. My main focus that summer was getting a good tan and working out as much as possible in preparation for the women I would be meeting in college. Having just finished my first tanning session at the beach, I decided to stop at an old fitness center advertising a $15 per month membership. It was in a rougher part of town, but it was only going to be temporary so I went...