And on the icebox lid these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings!
Look on my plums, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains.
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"…A plum has no shape, form, or color at all, in truth, but these are all things I find pleasing about it. A plum has no taste at all for it has no flesh or substance, but I find its sweetness intoxicating. A plum is a thing that does not exist. But it is my favorite fruit. …” -- excerpt from the Lie of the Iron Plum