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"I Like Crackers" or "A Few of My Favourite Things"

I like crackers. I didn’t used to like crackers. When I was a child, my father often ate clam choweder and when he did, he would insist on a proper supply of oyster crackers. These very rather small, octagonally shaped biscuits that were sort of like matzoh outtakes

Ritz, buttery like Last Tango.

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