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Monday, 24 June 2019

sometimes i wonder if i live for people
or for myself?
i can't tell anyone what's my favourite restaurant, or favourite dish
i can only tell people my favourite ice cream is chocolate because it's the most basic
"what is your favourite place to eat at?" becomes an unsolvable equation
i almost always go,
"what's yours?"
so i can guess the person's likes and dislikes
and go with the flow

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