Found myself in a swanky hotel this afternoon, being treated to and enjoying a High Tea of potentially epic proportions. Fortunately I've learned over the years to restrain myself in such situations and avoid the misery that can ensue from over-estimating the capacity of my stomach. Still I managed to put away a more than reasonable amount.
Yet even whilst doing so I had a distinct awareness that it was the novelty of it all that made it so enjoyable. In a way I pity those for whom such luxury is routine. What do they have to look forward to?
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