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| - Dear Caked Las Vegas,
It's been about a week since I've had you, and I dearly miss you so. I know we haven't known each other that long, but it really seems like there's a strong connection there for me. That first time we met, your Red Velvet led me to thinking about what a great classic bakery you are, with good values and traditional favors. I immediately felt good about a stable relationship for us.
Little did I know, you are full of surprises. The next time we met, you seduced me with your Nutella, so indulgent and sinful was this rendezvous. Although I was becoming addicted to you, I was also becoming fearful that you had many other suitors, considering the multitude of favors you offered.
Not only are you a seductress, you are also an island flirt. The next time we met, I had your Passionfruit, delicious and light. I was now convinced this love was going to have to be shared. And after much contemplation, I've decided to accept your popularity among the masses. After all, what good is favor and beauty if only to one? I love you, and I always will. But it's quite all right for others to love you as well.
Until we meet again, I hold you in my thoughts.
xoxo.
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