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When I was a kid, my aunt was gracious enough to ask me to accompany her to Chicago for my cousin’s paintball tournament. I had never been to Chicago before, so of course I had to go see the big city. Just like any other girl, I wanted to get all dolled up before stepping out in public. I wore an extremely soft red dress that I was in love with, and some wedges. One thing that Chicago has plenty of is vents, and I paid no attention to them because the ones in my city are never on. This was a mistake because I just so happened to walk over one that was on. Only to be met with steam hot enough to burn leg hair off, and my dress being flown up to my shoulders around hundreds of other people.