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I was cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs when I was a kid. As an adult I decided to buy a box for a trip down memory lane. Puh! They were hollow orbs when I was young, and you could bite them in half and fill the halves with milk. Now, they're basically a chocolate cheeto substance. Tasty, but not fun enough for me to buy.
Remember those lik-m-sticks? I loved that candy scooper thingy!
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After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains.
Walt Whitman, US poet (1819 - 1892)
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