Umami, umami mami blue, umami blue

Umami, umami mami blue, umami blue

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l have woken up today with the wish of something umami-tasting. When an idea pops up in my head and fixes there, deeply embedded in my mind, my goose is cooked! So, trapped in this loop, I go in search of the fifth taste. I will do nothing all day long. I will just pretend that I am working and when nobody sees me I will lick my desk. Then I will lick the phone, my post-it sticky notes, flag page markers, pens and markers. The reading lamp as well. And the tape with its dispenser, my plastic mineral water bottle and the scissor handles (I don’t dare to lick the blade, for fear of getting cut). My taste papillae are perfectly capable of recognizing the four basic tastes: bitter,…
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