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When I was about 6 or so, my uncle fed me a piece of honeydew melon that had been bathed in a clear-colored hot sauce. It was so hot it made me cry. I never forgot about it. Up until I was around 14 or so, I refused to eat honeydew melons. People would swear up and down to me that they weren't hot, but I wasn't buying it. What, did they think I was stupid? Once I figured out that my uncle had duped me, way back when I was six, I was more impressed and amazed that mad or disappointed.
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