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I peeled a heart-shaped potato today; Its skin was red and moist, after i washed all the dirt, and removed all the growth. All of the clean potatoes did not get chopped up, for use on this day, but the heart-shaped potato was shredded, with a few other spuds, and turned into something more useful; Than a pile of shredded potatoes, or a raw, ***** chunk of ****** root, with life extending from its borders.
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Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 8:25 PM UTC
Heart-Shaped Potato
I peeled a heart-shaped potato today; Its skin was red and moist, after i washed all the dirt, and removed all the growth. All of the clean potatoes did not get chopped up, for use on this day, but the heart-shaped potato was shredded, with a few other spuds, and turned into something more useful; Than a pile of shredded potatoes, or a raw, ***** chunk of ****** root, with life extending from its borders.
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Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 8:25 PM UTC
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