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There was that ice cream, oh yes, the kind of sweetness that makes you forget your miserable existence for a moment. Not that I believe in all this nonsense about temporary happiness, but I can tell you that a good cone of ice cream makes you forget your last hangover, at least for a while. It was as if life was trying to do me a favor, just for once, and I, the wretched chronic drunkard, accepted it with my arms wide open, or rather, with my mouth open. But remind me, even the sweetest ice cream eventually melts, just like every empty promise made to a stranger at the bar. And in the end, you're left alone, with a bitter taste and a craving for more.

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There was that ice cream, oh yes, the kind of sweetness that makes you forget your miserable existence for a moment. Not that I believe in all this nonsense about temporary happiness, but I can tell you that a good cone of ice cream makes you forget your last hangover, at least for a while. It was as if life was trying to do me a favor, just for once, and I, the wretched chronic drunkard, accepted it with my arms wide open, or rather, with my mouth open. But remind me, even the sweetest ice cream eventually melts, just like every empty promise made to a stranger at the bar. And in the end, you're left alone, with a bitter taste and a craving for more.