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“"There is only one fruitcake in the entire world, and people keep sending it to each other.” Johnny Carson.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The fruitcake arrives—dense, unapologetic~ a brick of candied citron and drunken cherries, dark with molasses and stubborn pride. It defies time. Mock it in December, find it unchanged in June. A relic? No~ a survivor. Each bite a defiance of decay, proof that some things grow richer with neglect.
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