I just got back from de-freaking-out a cabinful of 15, 16, and 17-year olds. John D told them ghost stories involving their cabin, or something, and so they got all worked up and wouldn't enter the cabin until John turned on the lights for them and Liz and I herded them in. I was just sort of "Guys, you're being silly, look, all the lights are on
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