i just finished a nice big helping of air along with a slice of dust that got caught in my throat and made it dry
 
Nestle chocolate bars. My latest food obsession. :fulfilled:
 
Gonna mix my own concoction of Milo and soya bean later. For now, I am looking at the page number and wistfully thinking about Pocky.
 
Noodles with soup...after a function serving a multi-course dinner. :full:
 

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A given mission, mechanical assault, manufactured devotion.
Red eyes, an upside-down form. Even the twisted shape was made to be that way.
No matter how cruel the slaughter, worse than a demon's,
or how gentle the kindness, greater than an angel's,
a machine has neither will nor madness—only code, and a few bugs.
So why, then, does it feel so unbearably sad?
eatch wrote on Lebedev's profile.