I think that maybe next week I should wash the blueberries that I buy at the downtown Farmer's Market on Tuesdays before I eat them.
I'm feeling a little light-headed.
I have the best intentions of taking them home.
But the bag is just sitting there!
Remember, Rebecca. Local doesn't equal organic. Who knows what's on those things?
Split Fiction and Polybius
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Am I not talking about politics? I’m not. Is that insane given I live in
Minnesota. It is. Is it even crazier to avoid it if I have relatives in the
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