Hahhaha, the imagination of lumpy grapes! Can you feel the power of it? The
rumbly seduction? Does it rattle your teeth and chip dimples in your cheeks? Head-to-toe I'm corduroyed, ironed sharp, and feeling just fine as stones fall from the shelf of mountain and cover me. All the time, I'm thinking about those grapes, yeah! The way the water of them jumped like punched tears with each
magnificent bite.
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Like. I was about to write about grapes and gum gnashing. Maybe I will.
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