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August 26, 2011
The taste is right, and it gets better the deeper you go; when the fond arrivals have faded and the glow of newness has dissipated, there is still the depth of the blood's flow though grown off the shadow of animation divided from sun and synergistic embrace, made to look sallow by the dropped cleaver on the block, and semblances via lineaments describing its life outside preparations lovingly conducted for the feast to come, it draws fervent attention to its red, thick and tawny core....the lips by anticipations stretch in silent delight for the tastes in slippery, savage store.