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Short Story (Mini-saga): “Constant”

Question: Is there really such thing as constant?

Thought the taste would be different, the feeling would change. Anxiousness laid. Once tried, assumptions were answered. Questions forgotten. The truth spoke. Inherent and revealing. Finally, the restless rested, reveled in the constant. It was the same. No more pretentiousness and bluffing. It was not necessary, for nothing had changed.

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A foodie and a hopeless romantic...

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