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Like is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So you're stuck with this undefinable whipped mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while there's a . . . a peanut butter cup or a . . . English toffee. But they're gone too fast and taste . . . fleeting. So you end up with nothing but... broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth- shattering nuts. If you're desperate enough to eat those then . . . all you got left is a . . . is an empty box, filled with useless brown paper wrappers."
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