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"We sat conversing at the infamous Café Du Monde in the French Quarter’s section.  They have these small fried dough type of pastries there called Beignets.  I bit into one and got some powdered sugar on my chin.  She reached for a napkin and wiped it for me.  I smiled and felt really warm inside."

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