potatoinparadise
I wondered about people as I sat on the bench and watched them chat with their friends, to the phone at their ear, to themselves, to no one.
Chocolate is the food of gods, aztecs and me. Smooth, silky, bitter and sweet. Chocolate is life.
As she dug through the treasures the chest held, she found a print of a little girl. "This is grandma," she thought to herself, before noticing the signature of the artist.
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