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I wouldn't exactly say I have a worst fear, but I've been slightly claustrophobic ever since we climbed the dome of St. Peter's Basilica.
It was a really narrow staircase, actually inside the dome wall, and of course terribly fucking crowded. I was OK until I happened to realize that you would be severly fucked if something were to happen, because there was just nowhere to go.
I haven't been bothered that much by it after that, except when we climbed the towers of Notre Dame, and while watching The Descent.
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