Well folks, the verdict is in. It was pebbles.
No, not the Flintstones' daughter.
Lots of little rocks. Somehow, at some point in my life (at LEAST 10 years ago!), I got a bunch of pebbles wedged up in my nostril, and they got a little crusted over, and then since I obviously didn't notice they were there, the tender skin of my inner nostril just
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