The Diaper Pail-A; A Story inspired by garbageman2014 on flickr

                       

                         The Diaper Pail

A Story inspired by garbageman2014 on flickr

It was Saturday Morning around 8 am when Mommy came into my room to wake me up for my morning diaper change. Mommy Sara opened the side of my safety bed and found that my diaper had leaked all over the bed sheets over night. Luckily the mattress was waterproof but mommy still was frustrated at the fact that I was using so many cloth diapers inside of my disposable diapers at night and during the day. Mommy had gone to a diaper service to get some of their old diaper rags to use inside of my disposables as absorbency boosters hoping that it would end the leaking. Over the last five years, mommy had bought me enough cloth diapers to fill an entire 97 gallon trash tote and she even bought one to keep my clean cloth diapers in. 

the trash can was kept next to the foot of my safety bed and the diaper pail where mommy tossed all of my disposable diapers and those of her other kids, in my room, at the head of my bed. At the first of every month Mommy called to order my diapers and those of my siblings as well. I usually got a case of 96 diapers, Medium and some large, two packs of booster pads and a case of bed pads from my Medicaid. I also got eight packs of size six Cuties diapers which mommy modified by taping two together back to front and cutting the tapes off the front diaper to put onto the back diaper to stretch the reach of the tapes. She used these diapers when I ran out of booster pads inside of my disposables. When I ran out of my Cuties, she switched to using my cloth diapers underneath my disposable diapers. Mommy always liked to use between six and eight layered toddler sized cloth diapers inside of my disposables. On some days, Mommy got mad at me for my diaper leaking and made me wear some of my siblings’ wet diapers as a punishment and she made me sit inside the diaper pail for 6 hours so that in case my diaper leaked, it would already be in the trash can when it did.

Today seemed different for some reason. It seemed that mommy Sara was in a weird mood as she came in to change my diaper, as though she had something weighing on her mind.

Mommy Sara: (To Nick) Good morning little Nick, did you sleep well? I sure hope so, because your father and I have been talking the past week and we can’t afford to take care of you any more. We just can’t afford to diaper you any longer. Your special Protein drinks and the extra diaper duties are just too much for us right now. Your Father and I have decided to dispose of you when we take your diapers out this week.

Nick: Is Daddy going to put me into his trash truck?

Mommy Sara: We haven’t decided on that yet. We talked about that and we are still deciding how we want to dispose of you. For now, you and all of your clean and dirty diapers will be going into the diaper pail right after your diaper change this morning. That is where you will stay until I take out the diapers from your sister and brother as well as your diapers. I’m sorry Nick this is the way it just has to be son…

Nick: NO! Mommy, Please! Don’t throw me away! I will be good, I PROMISE!

Mommy Sara: Sorry, your father, Daniel and I have already made up our minds. Your father may decide to take you in his trash truck or we may decide to just dispose of you like the rest of the diapers have been for the last three years since your bother and sister arrived.

Mommy Sara finishes layering all of the eight layers of toddler sized old stained up and slightly ripped cloth pre-fold diapers into my large Attends brand Blue adult diaper, she adds a lot of baby powder then slides the diapers underneath me then pulls it up between my legs and fastens the tapes.

Mommy Sara: Oh HONEY….can you help me carry and put little Nick here into the diaper liner, and then the pail please? (Said Sara to Daniel who was in the other room)

Daniel: SURE honey, be right there….

Daniel comes into the room, his rather strong stature and build, filling the doorway for a few seconds before he came over to my safety bed and picked Nick up and carried him over to the diaper pail. Daniel then lowered Nick into the empty new trash bag that has the two corners poked out for leg holes, then mommy Sara empties the diaper pail into the bag with Nick inside, before Daniel started removing his hands from out from underneath Nick’s diapered bottom as the diapers that were being poured into the bag around Nick’s diapered body began to settle. Nick Turns to his daddy and says;

Nick: Daddy!!! PLEASE!!! Don’t throw me away!!! Will I get my diapers changed again if this one gets wet?

Daniel: NO, I’m afraid not son….and for the next 48 hours, you will be stuck in that bag until it’s time to take the diapers out for disposal! Yes, we will give you bottles and a pacifier until it’s time to go out with the diapers, son.

Nick: But, but, what about when my sister’s diapers need to be thrown away?

Daniel: OH…your mother or I will toss them in there on top of you!

Nick: But what will happen to all of MY clean diapers?

Daniel: They are going out with you too.

Nick: How come my onesies and footed sleepers are being disposed of?

Mommy Sara: Because, We don’t need them any more!

Nick: What is going to happen to me? Am I going into Daddy’s trash truck?

Mommy Sara and Daniel both look at each other.

Daniel: You’ll find out when we take you out in 48 hours.

Then both Daniel and Sara walk out of the room where the diaper pail is and where Nick has been put into a tall, white kitchen trash bag filled with dirty disposable diapers of his sister’s and bother as well as his own loose, wet unrolled disposable diapers then put into the diaper pail with the bag wrapped around the lid of the diaper pail, then the lid put on.

The smells of wetness from the diapers, begins to loom inside the diaper pail as poor Nick is stuck in the diaper pail the rest of the night.

In the morning, mommy gets up, goes down the short hallway to Nick’s sister’s room to wake her up and change her wet morning pull-up. Once she has finished doing that, she then goes to change Nick’s toddler brother’s diaper as well. Once she finished doing that, Mommy Sara took both wet, unrolled disposable diapers to the diaper pail where Nick was and she opened the lid and dropped them in then closed the lid.

Nick: Mommy! MOMMY! My diaper is wet! Can I get a diaper change please???

Mommy Sara: Sorry Nick, that’s NOT going to happen! Now shush please!

Then Mommy Sara walks out of the room and leaves.

About three hours later, mommy Sara came back in and dropped two more dirty diapers into the pail, but these diapers were rolled up tightly this time. Then Mommy left again.

As Nick waited for his and the diaper’s fate, he could hear the crinkling of the plastic trash bag and the smells of the wet, unrolled disposable diapers of his and his sister and brother too. Then Nick heard some heavy footsteps coming closer and closer. Then the lid opened up and Nick turned around so see for a split second, Daddy Daniel about to empty his now dried up formerly wet cloth pre-fold diapers into the pail along with the rest of Nick’s own wet disposable diapers that still had all of the six to eight wet toddler sized cloth pre-fold diapers still inside them. 

Nick: HEY! STOP THAT! NO! Those are MY cloth diapers! They aren’t trash! Aren’t you going to wash the cloth diapers daddy?

Daniel: NOPE! Sorry, they are being thrown out with you too! They are dirty son! Dirty diapers go into the trash!

Nick: I want my diaper changed! It’s WET! Daddy! It’s HOT in here!!! It STINKS in here!

Daniel: NO son, once you are in the diaper pail, you are trash! You don’t get to have your diapers cleaned, washed or changed! Why would we wash trash? I don’t care how stinky you are! Enjoy this while it lasts son! Your hours are numbered!

Nick: Sits there pouting and gets rather turned on inside his diapers by the wetness and the sweet smells of the Huggies, the Honest Diapers and the Cuties diapers that are covering him and surrounding him in his plastic, disposable cocoon.

Then Daniel opens two of Nick’s packs of left-over Attends large adult diapers and then tosses them all into the pail.

Daniel: Hey Honey? The pail is almost full. Are you going to take it out soon?

Sara: (To Daniel from the other room) Yes honey, later on today after the kids get done swimming and before their bedtime.

Daniel: (To Sara) OK, I am going to put the rest of nick’s clean diapers into the pail. Do you want me to throw in the rest of his cloth diapers too?

Sara:  (Coming into the room to see what Daniel is doing) um…yes, but you will need to use another bag for those.

Daniel: Ok, I think it will just be better if I roll the whole 97 gallon can out with you when you take out the dirty diapers.

Sara: know what? You’re right. Stuff what you can into the pail then tie up the bag and pull it out. Then leave it in the living room next to the cloth diaper bin and all of Nick’s dirty onesies and even his new ones that I bought for him two weeks ago. Make SURE to bring out all of his clean disposables and cloth diapers too.

Even all of his all-in-one clean diapers and the diaper covers too, bring all of his diapering supplies out.

Daniel: Yes honey.

While Daniel gathers all of Nick’s diapering supplies and all of his clean and dirty onesies, tossing them into the large, rolling green waste management 97 gallon plastic can, Sara takes Nick’s sister and brother swimming in their diapers. Two and a half hours later, Sara brings Nick’s wet siblings in to dry them off and change their diapers again.

Once Sara has changed both of Nick’s siblings’ diapers she comes into the room where the pail is and opens the lid then makes sure to drop the soaking, bulging disposable pool diapers onto poor Nick’s face. The diapers rest against Nick’s face and head with all of the clean and dirty disposable and cloth diapers rising up to Nick’s nose now in the bag. Then Sara uses her shoes to give the diapers and Nick a GOOD packing down inside the diaper pail so that she can pull the bag handles nice and tight so to close the trash bag up and get the bag ready to take out. The bag forces the diapers up tightly against Nick’s almost naked and thickly diapered body inside the bag and as the bag was cinched up, Nick’s head was enveloped by the bag and covered with open, wet, unrolled disposable diapers and a few wet cloth diapers of his own. All that could be seen from the top of the bag were diapers that slightly stuck out.

Sara: Honey? When you are done gathering up Nick’s things, can you help me get Nick and the diapers out of the diaper pail please?

Daniel: Certainly, I’d be glad to.

Daniel drops the last of Nick’s clean cloth diapers into one of the tall, white kitchen trash bags and then walks out of the room and into the room where the diaper pail is. Daniel then releases the bag from the lip of the diaper pail, then tips the can to the side and then pulls the bag that Nick is in, free from the pail.

Daniel: Honey, instead of taking the diapers out to the burn barrel like we usually do, may I suggest that I take them to the landfill in my trash truck?

Sara: I’d MUCH rather you took them to the burn barrel myself, but do what you wish with it.

Daniel then takes the bag that Nick is in, out to the pick-up truck and loads it into the bed.

Then he goes back into the house to finish bagging up the rest of Nick’s diapering supplies and all of his clothing and everything that is in his closet as well as Nick’s safety bed and disability pushchair/stroller. Once all of the bags of Nick’s cloth diapers are loaded into the bed, Daniel loads the stroller and the folded up safety bed into the bed of the pick-up truck. With the bed almost full, Daniel closes the tailgate and goes in for the night. At around 4:00 am, Daniel comes out to his pick-up truck, get in, starts it, then drives off into the darkness, to work.

Daniel arrives at the trash collection company yard and parks his pick-up truck close to where he will have to drive out from the yard so that he can stop at the pick-up so that he can load Nick and all of his things into the hopper of his rear loader trash truck.

Once Daniel clocks in and does his equipment check on his truck, he starts it up and then once it’s warmed up, he drives it out of the yard then stops at his pick-up truck to start loading all 16 bags of Nick’s things, Nick and the diapers, the safety bed and the stroller into the hopper.

Daniel then lowers the tailgate then takes the stroller out and sets it aside then takes the safety bed out and sets it against the side of the bed of the pick-up for a few minutes so that he can start tossing the bags into the hopper first. The first bag into the hopper was Nick’s bag of clothing. The second bag into the hopper was a bag of Nick’s plastic pants, the third two bags into the hopper, were to bags of Nick’s onesies and footed sleepers.

The next bag into the hopper was the first of seven bags worth of Nick’s cloth diapers.

Then the second bag, the third bag, the forth bag, then the fifth bag, the sixth bag, then, the seventh bag was tossed into the hopper. Then the last of the three remaining bags filled and stuffed with Nick and the diapers as well as two other bags filled and stuffed with Nick and his siblings’ wet and dirty diapers were tossed into the hopper. Nick’s bag was the last to be dragged out of the bed of the pick-up and then over to the back of the trash truck with Nick’s legs still dangling out of the corners of the bag. Daniel then made Nick stand up for a few minutes so that he could get Nick and the bag loaded into the hopper. Once Nick settled into the hopper on top of the bags of his cloth diapers, Nick tried to ask his Daddy, Daniel a muffled question.

Nick: Daddy? How come I am being thrown away????

Daniel: What was that?

Well, it was your mother’s idea. She is the one who keeps track of our money in our family and she told me that we couldn’t afford to take care of you for much longer and she doesn’t want to get stuck with diaper duty after your sister and brother are out of them.

Nick: What is going to happen to me and my diapers daddy?

Daniel: I am going to crush you into the truck Nick. I will do you a favor though…I will wait until we get to the first stop before I run the packer.

Nick: Can I get a dry diaper please daddy? Mine is leaking and is soaking wet!

Daniel: Sorry Nick, you’re trash now! You now are the property of the trash company I work for. You no longer belong to me. I HAVE to take you to the landfill now!

Daniel then proceeds to load the folded up disability pushchair/stroller into the hopper. It lands and then rests on top of Nick’s bag. Then Daniel loads the pieces of the Safety bed that used to belong to Nick into the hopper, sliding it along the edge of the hopper floor. Then he goes to the cab of his pick-up and takes out the three still fully stocked diaper bags that also belonged to Nick and tosses them into the hopper before closing the door to his pick-up truck.

Daniel: Can’t talk any more, I’ve got to go to work now.

Daniel then walks around to the driver’s side of the cab and then opens the door then climbs in and shuts the door. Then he puts the trash truck into gear and drives off to the first stop of the early morning. Daniel pulls up and then backs up to the large 40 yard dumpster at the first stop of the day, a day care with not one but two large dumpsters always full of diapers and other trash. Daniel gets out of the cab and walks to the back of the truck to push the dumpster closer to the truck so he can raise, tilt and empty the trash into the hopper. The dumpster bangs against the back of the truck and Nick hears the loud noise.

Nick: Daddy! Daddy! What is happening????

Daniel: Don’t worry, it was just this large dumpster full of diapers and other trash that I am about to empty in there! Ready? Here….it comes!

The bags of diapers and bags of office trash as well as some food trash comes spilling out of t he dumpster and into the hopper. The bags begin to fall on and cover Nick’s bag. Daniel can’t see nor hear Nick now.

Daniel: it’s packer time……..

Then Daniel starts the first half of the packer cycle then he hits the switch that activates the second half. The blade comes half-way down and stops then starts to come the rest of the way down, scooping the bags of daycare trash, Nick and all of his things and the safety bed, the stroller and Nick’s three fully stocked diaper bags as well as his stuffed animals too, into the packer body. The cycle finishes and then Daniel empties the rest of the load into the hopper then lowers the dumpster back to the ground. He then pushes it back into place before starting to go towards the cab to reposition the back of the truck closer to the second dumpster. Just as Daniel gets out of the cab and walks over to the second dumpster, three people walk towards the truck. One is somewhat short and the other two are taller. Once the three come closer, Daniel can see that one is a thickly diapered Midget man, one is a maid and the other is the janitor of the daycare.

Maid: Hi there. We heard you out here and wanted to catch you before you left so that we can give you this (pointing to the thickly diapered midget) and a trash cart full of more diapers. Would that be ok?

Daniel: Um…I guess so….(shrugging his shoulders)

Maid: Great! 

The maid then turns to the Janitor and tells him to go inside and bring the trash cart full of diapers out so that the trash man can empty it. The janitor walks back inside and brings out the rolling, grey trash cart full of loose disposable and cloth diapers to the back of the trash truck.

Daniel tips the second dumpster load in and then starts the packer with half the second load already in the hopper. Then he lowers the dumpster a little bit so that he can load the Midget in after the packer cycle is finished.

The packer cycle completes and then Daniel walks over to the Midget and then reaches under his armpits and lifts him up then carries him over to the hopper and tosses him in. The midget lands on the hump of the hopper and slides down on his diapered butt then Daniel tips the dumpster’s remaining load into the hopper, pinning and covering the midget under the load. Daniel runs the second packer cycle and then puts the dumpster down and then back into it’s position before he walks over to the trash cart. Daniel then pushes the cart load of cloth and disposable diapers over to the back of the truck and then hooks it up to the tote tipper and then tips the cart over, spilling all of the loose diapers into the hopper. Then he starts the packer cycle again while he lowers and then rolls the now empty cart back to the janitor and the maid.

Maid: Thanks a lot.

Daniel: (waving) You’re welcome.

Daniel then gets back into the cab and then drives off to the next stop. 

Daniel drives around the block to another daycare where he backs up nearest to their dumpster and then jumps out of the cab turning the PTO back on again. 

He then he pushes the full dumpster up against the tippers and locks them in before pulling the come-along down and connecting it to the dumpster. 

The two thickly diapered 19 year old boys inside the dumpster that had heavy metal lids, began to beg not to be dumped into Daniel's rear loader trash truck once he flipped the heavy metal lids open. Daniel saw one of the two boys, one being 18 and the other 19, the 18 year old was wearing six layers of cloth pre-fold diapers underneath his thick, bulky plastic-backed disposable diaper. 

19 Year old boy: (Laying on his back inside the dumpster on top of all of the diapers) Please sir, Please! Don't.....put me in there! I......I....don't wanna go in there! Pllllllease! 

Daniel Newell ignores the boy's pleas as he raises and tips the dumpster. The boys tumble and roll down into the hopper with a this as the diapers and trash cascade like a wave crashing onto a beach into the hopper. Then, Daniel's wife, who is at the controls of the compactor, starts the compactor cycle. The blade pops open then decends down to do it's scooping motion before pulling and pushing the diapers and the two diapered boys up and into the container. 

18 Year old Boy: (Wearing wet, saggy, plastic-backed disposable diaper with thick booster pads inside) NOOOO! Whoooooaaaah! UH! Ooooof! Hey! Let....me.....out of here mister! Hey! Not....my clean disposable diapers! Hey! They aren't trash!!!! 

Daniel Newell: Nope! Not letting you out! You and your diapers, clean or dirty, are all trash now! Get ready......here....comes Mr compactor!!!!  I...LOVE it when their diapers get all scrunched up and pop, oozing all that...padding and gels all over my truck! Don't you honey? 

Misses Newell: Yeah, so .....do...I.....I enjoy watching their diapers being compacted.....so satisfying. 

Misses Newell starts the second part of the compactor cycle. The blade suddenly scoops inwards and pushes the 18 year old diapered boy and all of the diapers up into the packer container then it stops. 

18 year old diapered boy: Waaaaaaait! Nooooooooo! Stoooooooop! No! No! No! Uuuuuuuuuuuuh! My...........dia.......pers! 

The compactor shoved the boy and the diaper he had on, upwards and against the loads of other diapers and the end of the compactor blade snagged the boy's diaper by it's seat and now part of the diaper sticks out from under the blade causing the boy and his diaper to force him to be stuck and caught between the blade and the smooth, metal floor.

The compactor cycle stopped then more diapers and trash was dumped into the hopper by Daniel Newell from the daycare 's second dumpster then misses Newell starts the first part of the compactor cycle The blade pops up and open, then it decends down to a point before it stops.

The 18 year old diapered boy fell right back into the hopper along with a bunch of his diapers as the blade came down. Then, misses Newell started the second half of the compactor cycle and as the blade extended down, it began to swing inwards and push and pull more diapers, trash, onesie bodysuits, two-piece pajamas, and loose disposable diapers into the container. Misses Newell didn't care that the diapered boy's diaper had crumpled up against his butt and was caught under the compactor blade, sagging at the right leg elastics, with wads of baby wipes sticking out, nope! She was just glad to get rid of the boy and his diapers. The compactor blade stopped and then Daniel pushed the empty dumpster back into it's place before he and his wife got back into the cab and drove to the next stop, an apartment complex where there were three dumpsters to be emptied each week. This week, there were four thickly diapered boys, and a very thickly diapered man waiting for Daniel Newell's trash truck to come. Daniel pulls into the parking lot of the apartment complex and backs up to the first full dumpster. Then he and misses Newell jump out of the cab and go around to the back of the truck. Daniel pushes the heavy and full dumpster over to the truck and locks the dumpster into the tipper. Then, he pulls the come-along down and hooks it to the dumpster as he flips the lids open. Inside the dumpster, there are a lot of black and white crinkly plastic trash bags full of trash and diapers. There is a mom and her unwanted 20 year old diapered son waiting nearby. The boy is wearing a very, very thick and bulky disposable diaper with two booster pads inside and nothing else. 

Misses Newell went over to the 20 year old boy and stood between him and his mom. 

Misses Newell: Hi....there, are....you being thrown away today? 

20 year old diapered boy: I.....I.... don't know. My mom said that.....I had to come out here and wait for the trash truck to come. 

Misses Newell: Well, I...am sure your mom is throwing you and your diapers away today. I am sorry that you are being thrown away like this, your....diapers look...so cute on you. 

20 year old diapered boy's mom: Sorry son, but we... can't afford to...keep you in diapers anymore. We can't get the state to cover your diapers and your care because they say we make too much money yet we don't have enough to afford it. You and all of your diapers, clothing, stroller diaper bags are all trash now. Sorry baby.....you belong to THEM now! 

Misses Newell: As....soon as my husband puts the dumpster down and rolls it out of the way, I will get you loaded in.....I am sorry to see that you are being thrown away. Now, is that....diaper wet? (Misses Newell inserts her index and middle finger into the rear waistband elastic and pulls it back and looks inside. Seeing nothing, she does the same to the front. Seeing nothing yet, she inserts her fingers into the left leg elastics and feels the inner liner. Feeling some wetness, she pulls her fingers out.) Yyyep! Ready for disposal alright. Nice....and....squishy! 

20 year old diapered boy: What...happens to my diapers and I in that truck? 

Misses Newell: I am going to crush you, your diapers and the trash up into the truck and then we will dump more diapers and trash in and crush more up in there until the truck gets full. 

20 year old diapered boy: Moooomy! Moooomy! Tell this....lady not to take me! 

20 year old diapered boy's mom: No baby! I won't, because you are here for disposal. Let them take you baby. It's for the best.

Misses Newell: (seeing that the dumpster was empty and was being moved back to where it had been) O...K...baby, time to....go now. (Grabs his right wrist in her left hand and takes the boy over to the back of the truck) Ok sweetie, get in there for me, and if you don't......my husband and I will toss you in there. 

20 year old diapered boy: (Swinging his right leg up and into the edge of the hopper) But......but.....

Misses Newell: But.....nothing, get...in there sweetie....(Helping to lift his butt in by pushing on his thickly diapered bottom until he slid down inside the bottom of the hopper with the loads of diapers and trash) There....ya are.....now, get...ready.... it's time for the compactor! 

Misses Newell pulled on the handle of the compactor switch and the compactor blade popped out and open causing the loads from before to suddenly fall back into the hopper covering the 20 year old diapered boy. Then as the blade came down then stopped, misses Newell hit the second switch and the compactor blade came the rest of the way down and over doing a scooping motion inwards before it pulled and pushed the 20 year old diapered boy and everything into the container. The compactor blade pinched the boy's diaper between the packer blade and the hopper floor dragging the boy and his diaper up into the container. Then, the compactor cycle ended and misses Newell let the controls go and walked over to the cab and got in, while Daniel went to push that empty dumpster back. Then Daniel walked over to the cab, got in and left. 

Daniel then Daniel drives to the next dumpster and backs up to it, then jumps out of the cab. Inside the dumpster are a 21 year old thickly diapered man and a 22 year old diapered girl. Their clean, opened packages of diapers, 60 washed and clean cloth pre-fold diapers, 6 onesie bodysuits, 4 two-piece pajamas with prints on them, two diaper bags full of baby powder, wipes, and clean cloth pre-fold diapers and disposable diapers were all in there along with six full 32 gallon trash cans worth of their disposable diapers with wet cloth diapers in side them. 

The 21 year old man had a thick disposable diaper on with ripped, torn toddler sized cloth pre-fold diapers on inside. Part of the diapers was hanging out from the right leg elastics near the crotch. Daniel got out of the cab and went to push the dumpster against the back of his trash truck to lock it into the tippers while Misses Newell jumped out to go to the control switches on the right side rear of the truck. Daniel got the dumpster ready then pulled the come-along down and hooked it to the loop on the back of the dumpster. He then flipped the lids open and he saw the diapered boy and the diapered girl inside. 

Diapered 21 year old: Waaaait! Hold....ON! Don't put me...in there! 

Daniel Newell: (Rolling eyes) Oh shush! You and your....diapers are....trash now! 

You and your... precious diapers are going right....into my....truck...like it.....or not! 

Diapered 21 year old: Pllllllease! Don't put me...in there!!! 

Daniel Newell: It's....diapee disposal time! In....ya....go! 

Daniel Newell then tipped the dumpster and the loads inside began to crash down into the hopper like a trashy wave or avalanche. The diapered 21 year old and the 22 year old rolled into the hopper then were covered by diapers, bags of trash, and loose items. 

Diapered 22 year old: Eeeew! God! It....stinks in here and everything is all...wet and.....slimy! Let.....me...out of here! My.....diapers and I are getting really dirty! 

Daniel Newell: Deal ....with it! It's all part of being disposed of! You are trash and in a second, you and all this will be.....crushed! 

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