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A childhood belief about nasty food

When i was about 8 we had a next door neighbor girl that was a little older who tried to pull the wool over our eyes. She told my two sisters and I that she was an indian, and that because of that she knew some things in nature you could eat. She convinced my sisters that each chunck of those dried, cracked mud holes tasted diffrent. I still remember watching them eat little pieces of it.

— bendaini

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