Life's journey, of constant searching for that gratifying meaning to life. What's in joy and glory that we can feel each day? The rising sun? The sound of pelting rain? Or the sweet numbing sensation of chocolates?
This grand old dame was baking some sort of flour cookies. For MOP10, you get a plastic bagful. Chewy bites while walking.
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