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a) a chocolate cake like no other made by the fancy restaurant next to my workplace - as in you're not quite sure if it's cake or mousse or soufflé but it tastes divine
b) artichoke dip made by a specific friend of mine who won't give me the full recipe (there's a special ingredient!)
c) the first time i ate carpaccio in a good restaurant
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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