Ah – Hot *Vana Tallinn* Chocolate truly is the giver of dreams and inspiration. No sooner had I smelt the sweet aroma with the essence of citrus oils within, and put my lips to its silky taste but — I’m away. Alice has walked right on up to me in the middle of my trollish underland scene and told it to me straight where it is I had to go. And it is … where I have to go.
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