"Propped up against my foot is a packet of salt-laden potato chips that I will later accidentally kick into the river as I brush away some crumbs from my thighs."

That sentence reminds me of the time i was picnicing on the edge of a mountain, sub sandwich in my life. I watched in dismay as my sandwich rolled off and tumbled down the cliff.

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