reading Paul Kalanithi's When Breath Becomes Air, a piece of high octane award bait about being a talented neurosurgeon and ~philosopher of mortality~ then finding out you're going to die young of cancer, and there's this passage in it that is just bugging the shit out of me
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Can confirm. These 'ice' 'creams' are never tasty though, even when presented as properly as possible.
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I believe you can also get chocolate chips that don't melt and could plausibly get stuck in your teeth. Essentially unleavened cocoa powder cakes.
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just when i think this freakshow timeline you motherfuckers have over here can't get any weirder