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…they say we die four deaths: first with the end of our own life, second with the memories of those who knew us, third with tales forgotten by people we never knew, and finally as our mark on the world crumbles to dust…

trinkets sing on the desert wind behind here
where ghosts have laid their final claims to rest
of who they were and what they thought they’d stayed for
has crumbled in their last dusty caress
they were blind

…if you’re specifically talking about modern malic-acid flavors, that technology wasn’t developed until the mid-seventies in east asia and wasn’t imported stateside until the early nineties, but it was an immediate hit and quickly swept through the domestic sour-candy market, with most brands offering ‘extreme’ variants of their existing products…

…i can’t recall any time when sour candy wasn’t a major product sector and a quick perusal of candy history essays shows it dating back nearly as long as manufactured candy has been a thing, with a history of sour preserved confections before that…

https://www.leaf.tv/articles/history-of-sweet-tarts/

take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
and build them a home, a little place of their own
the fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings
they could appear to themselves everyday on closed-circuit TV to make sure they’re still real
it’s the only connection they feel

…when were you a kid?..sour candy was a thing before i was growing up in the seventies and ever since, so, like, since at least the mid-sixties…

…i don’t know, man: i’m sticking with george the lesser for now…

(trump was a tabloid train wreck but his first term was comparably benign incompetence)

…don’t look at me; my bard’s half-monk…

…ye gads, i adore aerial but most of her ouvre pre-ninth wave does nothing for me…

…y’all roughly correlates with coke, although there are some deep pockets of soda-water in the back country…

…my wife came home from a chemistry demonstration with a cooler full of dry ice: we thought it would be fun to fill the master bathtub with hot water, dump it all in at once, and watch what happened…

…besides the obvious violent commotion, our entire house filled with a waist-high impetrable fog, enough that we panicked and quickly evacuated the cats lest they be overwhelmed by carbon dioxide…

…that’s exactly where my imagination went first, and then onward to the league of extraordinary gentlemen, and then i started brainstorming elements for my eberron campaign…

…i think that’s why it says elderly french pirate: he was formidable in his youth, but that was four decades ago…

^{(revolvers may rule the day but a well-timed flintlock will still f*ck you up)}

…every once in awhile i listen to top fourty countdowns from the mid-eighties, not necessarily because i enjoy the music, but because i’m mesmerised by the time-warp effect of revisiting period radio programs…

…i disliked a lot of the music then but i enjoyed the shared cultural experience of legitimately popular broadcast media, and retrospectively it’s a window into a world which no longer exists…

…i mean, people pay restaurant money for ramen these days, too: every peasant food gets its day in due time…

…it definitely changes when used to top meatloaf…

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…that’s - odd…

…delicious staple, love it with spinach leaves and coarse-chopped roma tomatoes on top…

…sunshine sandwich!..