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quite tasty. I’d had plenty during my ten day stay a few
months back.

I got back on the bus, sagging back into my seat for the
couple of hours ahead. I looked out the window at the crowd
on the sidewalk waiting to file back onto the bus. There was a
young couple kissing desperately, evidently about to be apart
for a while. The engine started up, prompting the girl to hurry
back on board after a few more slurps.

We started rolling out. I imagined Kenny looking down at
me from some cosmic plane I didn’t quite believe in, giddily
satisfied that he’d delivered me the Badoit. Whatever I
believed or not, I had to make a toast.

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