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I love the pic of the Psummit! All those psockpuppets just chattering and rubbing against each other in the crowd, random discharges of static electricity, the vendor rooms with snazzy new promotional safety pins, free samples of fabric softener sheets for the dryer, symposiums on darning oneself up the corporate ladder, the open-bar meet and greet room (pictured above), drunken skinny dipping in the lobby fountain and waking up next to a mate to another pair of socks, the "gala" at the end of the psummit, etc.
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