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Last Caper
“Cheap cheese? Why are we buying cheap cheese?”
“No. Sheep. Sheep. Sheep cheese.”
“Oh.”
“Should we buy slivowitz?”
“When did we drink slivovitz? I remember it was one right after another.”
“It’s a pound of capers. It will be the last jar of capers we ever buy.”
“Should I get a cart?”
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Ah, yes. The staples of life, cheese Slivovitz and capers.