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Giving in to some hunger pangs and doughnut cravings, I popped down to Krispy Kreme during the break in our film class. I had to wait to get a dozen original glazed because the three young gentlemen ahead of me were picking up their company's order for eighty-one dozen doughnuts. They were clearly not prepared for the massive number, and ended up borrowing the rolling shelving carts to move seventy-two dozen. They were laughing merrily as they prepared for their two block commute, and the two Russian shopgirls were giggling constantly at the absurdity of the situation. I felt like I was in the happiest little shop in the whole city.