So today I was walking through the hallway on the way to the bus, and all of a sudden I could taste iced tea. But not good iced tea: I'm talking the syrupy sweet and lemony brisk iced tea I was raised on.
I looked up and there, sitting on a bench, was a half-finished bottle of Nestea.
Did I just blow your fucking mind?
Well, I thought it was cool.
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