John Green
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Gus: It tastes like... Me: Food. Gus: Yes, precisely. It tastes like food, excellently prepared. But it does not taste, how do I put this delicately...? Me: It does not taste like God Himself cooked heaven into a series of five dishes which were then served to you accompanied by several luminous balls of fermented, bubbly plasma while actual and literal flower petals floated down around your canal-side dinner table. Gus: Nicely phrased. Gus's father: Our children are weird. My dad: Nicely phrased.

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