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Leftover Bismark

My girlfriend called up as she ran off to work, "Look on the counter by the coffee-maker before you go." A Bismark had been torn in half, well, not quite half, the red gel filling squeezed onto the wax paper wrapper, with a little thumb print, just visible in the white frosting on the top is half a Bismark a sign of love or is the red smear, bleeding from the Bismark's heart the sign or, is it just a leftover Bismark it was delicious, but not filling.
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