Really guys. All I can smell is basil.
I’m fairly certain it’s a blade of grass. But I have no idea where it came from.
My future surviving family members will be glad I only saved the digital evidence of this sticky nose.
It is so useful, yet so under re-utilized. Or, that’s just what I think as a New Yorker concerned about trash and recycling rules.
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