The spicy burn of red hot cinnamon candy flashes me back to being 11 years old, the hot Arizona sun, the impossible blue sky, the scent of the desert, the shimmering heat, meeting up with a friend to buy atomic fire balls from 7-11.
I can recall exactly the way the sun felt as it pounded the top of my head, the sidewalk radiating heat up through my shoes, squinting my eyes as we walked, sucking on those jaw breakers, gasping for a sip of a big gulp.....
It's delicious: the candy and the memory.
What a vivid post/memory. Thanks for sharing. It brought me back to similar memories/tastes/sensations.
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