This morning I put this tomato in the sun to ripen off a bit, and went about the daily tasks wondering, as you do, about whether or not the world will be ending in December and if so whether Bugarach is in fact the place to be. I came back to sacrifice the tomato as part of a salad and found it had managed to lift a portion of itself towards the very direction of the aforementioned mountain.
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