Untitled - February 17, 2004 Every crunch and every nibble echoes the feast of the senses. Every moment of sweetness melts into the next. Every crumble is treasured away in the nuances of taste.
Untitled - February 17, 2004 Every crunch and every nibble echoes the feast of the senses. Every moment of sweetness melts into the next. Every crumble is treasured away in the nuances of taste.
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