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As heavy as the ring felt in my pocket, it might have weighed 50 pounds. Waiting in line at the game, I was hyper-conscious of that gold circle, and it felt as though my pocket would split, and send it tumbling out my pant leg. That would make for a memorable proposal.

What exactly was I going to say again? Inching towards the entrance I held my phone up and stepped through the detector. The metal detector. As the guard waved his not-so-magic wand over my crotch, I had a sinking feeling this might not go as planned. Beep, beep, beep.

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