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| - The sweetly delicious aroma enveloped me as I entered the empty Krispy Kreme shop late one night. I knew I shouldn't have been there, but curiosity had gotten the best of me. I hoped no one I knew would see me in the brightness, but I had to know: why do people rave about Krispy Kremes? I'm a Midwestern transplant and I'd never heard of them until NPR did a segment on them a few years ago.
So now I'm alone at the Krispy Kreme counter. A friendly young woman approaches me and says, "would you like a free glazed doughnut?" This completely catches me off guard, since I wasn't here to mooch- I was planning to try a maple glazed doughnut. Stupidly, I protest, "Free? But I'm going to buy some."
With a smile she says, "you can still have a free one!" and points behind her, where I suddenly see a factory and - most importantly -a line of hot, fresh, celestial doughnuts traveling towards me on a conveyor belt. Naturally I reply, "YES, I'd love one!" and so she takes a soft, lucious glazed doughnut off the belt and hands to me, wrapped in wax paper. As it melts on my tongue I ascend into a virtual heaven.
I don't remember the rest of the visit.
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