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But wait, there’s more! I’m walkin’ back, and I see this gelato shop. I can’t resist. I order pistachio and stracciatella. Heaven in a cone, I swear. But as I’m lickin’ it, it starts to melt all over my hand. I’m like, “Noooo!” I’m tryin’ to salvage it, but it’s a lost cause. I’m just a sticky mess now.

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