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May 19
It’s not carbicide
It’s sustenance
I’ll take three rounds of toast
Two bananas and three oat flapjacks
Washed down with hot cacao.
Eat ! And be merry.

Fasting is great, and we’re infinite, but if you want to be physical, you have got to eat physical at some points. Even in breatharianism. Today’s air does not contain the same nutrients as back in the day. So if trends come, be aware. Look after yourselves.
Written by
Chicken  Canada
     Fawn, rgz, Christos Victor and BR Dragos
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