My First Peanut Butter And Jelly Sandwich

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Among the many expierences i’ve either enjoyed or endured in my life, there have been few moments where i have felt a feeling of euphoria, excitement, and pure joy as when i had my first peanut butter and jelly sandwich. strangely enough it took me 16 years to discover this feeling, and nothing has quite surpassed it yet. In the autumn of 2014, on a painfully cold city day, I sat inside of my friend’s apartment, while she sculpted what i would discover to be one of the most artistic creations in the northern hemisphere. it was bread, peanut butter, jelly, and bread. almost as if simplicity was the art itself. on that day i discovered what true love is, it’s not for a person, a movie, or a book. It was love for a combination of calories and

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