7.4.11
Cheese
I could go on and on about how much I love cheese. No, I mean I really really love cheese. Even Kraft singles, which many would argue do not constitute real cheese, are still lovable. Clearly my life goal should be to someday construct and then swim in a giant vat of macaroni and cheese. That's weird though, right?
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Art Institute,
cheese,
Chicago
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