stripped bare

Plastic Croissant

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I just ate an ‘apple puff-y’ sort of thing from a bakery that claims to be everyone’s ‘Favourite cafe’. My sensitive teeth found a small ( Small? A foot is small compared to an acre. An acre is small compared to a hundred acres.) piece of plastic among the cubes of apples. It feels more like a piece of crust that couldn’t be crushed by my molars. Luckily I found it. 4 bites later, another piece of plastic.

Come on. Couldn’t I be this lucky at the times I need it?

Written by smudgi3

July 12, 2005, Tuesday at 23:09

Posted in Dear Diary

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