I see orange and yet we are free!
Tasting the soft chocolate desert reminded me of someone else’s childhood. They always told me they were not allowed chocolate, so of course I presumed they never had that sort of pleasure.
In fact they used to have polenta sponge cake laced with absinthe and a touch of honey and grated almond. Not bad for a child!
I had shoes hand made out of soft suede with veneer and fur linings; great shoes for cold winters in slick city streets. They wore long and at the time fashionable, fur boots.
Sometimes it gets difficult to imagine someone else’s life. When I started traveling to faraway lands, I realized how hard it can be.
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