 It was pouring
rain the day we took down the Rodin sculpture exhibit, and we knew that the
largest crate wouldn't fit through the door.
We had to open the crate on the sidewalk and roll the seven foot tall bronze figure out on little metal rods while one of the security guards held an umbrella over us.
Once the sculpture was in the crate, I squeezed inside and wrapped my arms around the huge male nude to dry his backside with a diaper before we sealed him up.
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