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In my mug, the last tea of the day. In my cup, some "pumpkin" ice cream.
Now, I love almost everything about pumpkins. I love the way they look in an autumn field, with corn shocks and field stubble. I like the way they look when they're piled up in front of a small farm stand. But, I don't really like the taste.
Fortunately, the ice cream really didn't taste like pumpkins. It mostly tasted like nutmeg and cinnamon. It was pretty good.
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