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I love black plums more than anybody in the world.
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I love black plums more than anybody in the world.
I am glad that I have come to America for some reasons.
One of them is that America has black plums.
That taste is the most delicious. Nothing taste the same.
You should eat them, if you come to New York in summer.

The best way to eat is to cut the soft and cold plums

and bite the plums with skin.
So plum juice will fill your mouth.
You can experience this three or four times with one plum.

I ate one thousand plums last summer.
One thousand? @Everybody was surprised.
But I said to them. This is a real love for black plums.
Love with a full heart and never turn your eyes off.
If you only eat one or two plums, it's not a real love.
That will be complacency.

But you should be careful about one thing.
You shouldn't eat in a hurry even if they are so delicious.
Because there is a big seed inside.
I swallowed a big seed three times last year.
Oh ! my God.
Too much love sometimes makes a mistake.


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