and this is when the first tear fell, because... exactly 7 years ago (to.the.day.) i was there, and bought that... and coughed a little, as my mum and i drank with wrinkled noses, discussing how chicory is such an aquired taste... and my father regaled us with historical stories of the civil war, and what the south had to do to survive those times...
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and this is when the first tear fell, because... exactly 7 years ago (to.the.day.) i was there, and bought that... and coughed a little, as my mum and i drank with wrinkled noses, discussing how chicory is such an aquired taste... and my father regaled us with historical stories of the civil war, and what the south had to do to survive those times...