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Making Scents

Aromatic breezes come by way of the neighborhood bakery Scents of pastry and cookies, decadent in every little whiff The many styles of rolls, cooking, send smells like no other While tempting, redolent chocolate and vanilla air moves me Alas, I am sadly without money on this breezy morning

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 8/11/2008 9:20:00 AM
There's something special about the smell of a bakery. It's a childhood memory for me. Vince
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Date: 8/11/2008 9:15:00 AM
Pure torture!!! .......Would begging....or offering to sweep the floor, soften the baker's heart?? MMMMmmmm ...I'm off to grab a cookie!!
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Date: 8/11/2008 6:43:00 AM
Oh, no! Not the fresh baked goods, and no $$$ to be had - nooooo!!!!!!! Such tragedy on this rainy monday morn! I'm sorry, that sucks! So well said (now all I can think of is baked sweets, you devil!) Love me
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Date: 8/11/2008 5:35:00 AM
You found my weakness Michael - God Bless
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