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The man i buy my nuts from always gives me a handful of warm mixed nuts to eat while he makes my mix and we try to talk. It reminds me of when the butcher would give me a slice of fritz when i went shopping with Mum as a child, except here/now (at 30) i have even less useful language than i had then, at 5 or so. 

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