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Thanks for another fascinating journey into the grand world of the small. My first persimmon encounter occurred in my teens, was when I took a big bite out of a large attractive fruit from Wynn Dixie. The puckering was instantaneous, severe and prolonged. I felt like my mouth was imploding. It took a very long time to try another, and I'm glad I did. (I'm still no fan of Wynn Dixie.)

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Beautiful artwork!

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Love it. Such a direct and welcome lesson in the power of interdependence.

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