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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh the wafting scent of ramen noodles....
makes me almost pine for my days in the Larsen Coffeehouse... just needs a little ginger, some garlic, and a bit of lemon grass...must be cooked by Pete Nekola...eaten clumsily with chopsticks and a huge ladle spoon...how many theory assignments did I turn in with noodle drips on them... how many nights did I close that place down... by myself........ I almost miss it...
almost...
almost but not quite....
That was the only fucking place on that campus I ever felt safe.
makes me almost pine for my days in the Larsen Coffeehouse... just needs a little ginger, some garlic, and a bit of lemon grass...must be cooked by Pete Nekola...eaten clumsily with chopsticks and a huge ladle spoon...how many theory assignments did I turn in with noodle drips on them... how many nights did I close that place down... by myself........ I almost miss it...
almost...
almost but not quite....
That was the only fucking place on that campus I ever felt safe.
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(since you slept there all the time)
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