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  • Sometimes it's difficult to imagine new things in life. I see a fruit stuck on the end of a cactus and I want to try it. He picks it and peels it for me. I take a tiny bite. It's bland. Not bad, not good. Nothing.

    "It just needs little sugar," he tells me.

    "Then it's about sugar, not the fruit." I am disappointed.

    What I want in life is that things be acceptable straight up, not doctored or disguised or dressed up. I don't want to add sugar, feathers, paint. I'm old enough and weathered enough to demand the real deal. These days, whether it's food or people, it's straight up or I don't want to bother.
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