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I'm a wrecked sugar refinery.

That is a phenomenal picture. I had no idea Sargent had done anything of the sort.

Your junk food list is a go, Doctor Flowers. Good stuff. I would mourn the loss of any sugar refinery, and only this painting would make me feel... the sadness... of no chocolate cake donut. No Cadbury milk chocolate. No molasses cookies or sugar cookies. No Hostess powdered sugar donettes. Should I go on? No cherry pie or apple pie. Or thin mint cookies. A world without caramels and strawberry birthday cakes and Boston Cream pie. It's tragic.

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