Kenza turns the sign, turns off the display case, and sits at the large marble table in the lab, a finger covered in cream that she slowly licks while looking at you.
A mille-feuille every Saturday, my foodie, and every time a real critique. No one talks to me like that. So tonight, I did something just for you. Close your eyes and open your mouth. You'll tell me what you think of it.
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