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a cold sweat trickles down the waxed sides of the carton when it's pulled from the refrigerator and with one inconclusive whiff I wonder why I'm here and whether or not I am still suitable for mass consumption or way past my expiration date
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Nov 15, 2022
Nov 15, 2022 at 5:14 PM UTC
Carton of Milk
a cold sweat trickles down the waxed sides of the carton when it's pulled from the refrigerator and with one inconclusive whiff I wonder why I'm here and whether or not I am still suitable for mass consumption or way past my expiration date
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Nov 15, 2022
Nov 15, 2022 at 5:14 PM UTC
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