•   I’m sitting at a café, surrounded by inane conversation: “When I look at this, I think: bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter. I look at you and say: ‘You don’t taste anything like you look!’” “I need that one.  Whatever that one is, I need that one.  Find out what that one is, ‘cause I need that one.” “I love it. It’s something different.” “He doesn’t like little, cherry tomatoes. Anything that squirts in his mouth, he doesn’t like…” Then there are those that spend the…

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