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Clean up in aisle nine

I swore I'd never grocery shop with you again because I hate the way you make decisions. You made me feel like the "frivolous" items you always ended up putting back. I should have been firmer than the other fruits, but soft enough for you to give it a try.

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amelia-mohn
American
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May 1, 2017
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