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Sunday, April 05, 2020
French toast and tomato with a light drizzle of brown sauce.
Already more than 24 hours old, a fading memory (sigh); another day passed leaving only the slightest hint of a trace of a whisper of a tiny part of a sliver of a piece of a snippet of a moment of a fraction of a shade of a subtle little bit of yesterday's breakfast. Coffee and orange juice (with bits) not included. Comment is free on Blogger: