The ice cream I’m not eating

It’s a hot, sunny day and I’m strolling around Jersey City, exploring the neighborhood near my new office. Just as I passed this Mister Softee truck, the vendor handed a guy a shiny, luscious soft chocolate cone. Whoa, saliva ducts, simmer down there! We’ll find you a soft ice-cream stand one of these days… but *only* if it’s an eat-whatever -I-want day. I want to move to the inner notches on that size 40 belt more than I want that cone.

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