Tonight I pulled out the remnants of a bag of melted dark chocolate espresso trail mix I had joyfully endulged in at Burning Man with Sarah Brodskizzle. The scent of playa caressed my senses as I opened the bag and inspected its dusty but oh so crunchy and delicious contents. Tentatively I pulled out a chunk and lightly blew off some playa. The specimen seemed healthy. I cocked one eyebrow, thought whatthehell and popped it in my eager mouth. And as my taste buds melted in chocolate ecstasy I thought to myself, man it's good to be home.
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