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That special death bite into the heart of a hamburger where its spirit dwells. It is the nexus of meat, cheese, topping and condiment in perfect proportions. There is a slight crunch muffled only by the soft and juicy squish of that which can not be crunched. You feel, through your lips and tongue, the life energy of the sandwich ebb into your mouth as you absorb its power like some vampiretic ape. It is a moment of conquest and if but for a moment you and the hamburger become one.
-GH
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