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About Poo:
This weekend, I had three separate conversations about eating poo. I am not sure how it came up, but everyone has a story (My sister though cat shit was a chocolate chip that had dropped on kitchen floor, M. thought baby turd that had fallen out of diaper was missing glossette raisin, A. woke up to find her sister munching on diaper contents).
While I have never indulged, why is it that your own poo (and b.o., and morning breath for that matter), is not as offensive to your nose as someone else's? And if your own smell grosses you out, isn't that a sad bit of devolution?

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