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I never drank out of my                         empty vessels.. They were expendable                               holders. Instead I put Ketchup in them,             my chips diving deeply. Every so often a chip would sink        into this cup sinking slowly... Only to be found once the potato morsels                 had clung to every tomato..
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 4:35 PM UTC
Never Drinking Out Of Paper Cups
I never drank out of my                         empty vessels.. They were expendable                               holders. Instead I put Ketchup in them,             my chips diving deeply. Every so often a chip would sink        into this cup sinking slowly... Only to be found once the potato morsels                 had clung to every tomato..
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 4:35 PM UTC
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