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Memories, like the corners of my mouth

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When I was a kid, after we went swimming at the local indoor pool, my parents and I would drop into a local store and buy a particular candy bar. (This was before I had diabetes, obviously.)

I remember the bar distinctly. It was similar in size and shape to an Oh! Henry or Mr. Big bar—large and lumpy—but it was coated in something white instead of brown. White chocolate? Perhaps. Inside there was caramel and some sort of crunchy wafer.

The bar disappeared sometime in the '70s, I think. I can't remember what it was called, so of course I've had no luck finding it at the various specialty shops that might be able to track it down.

It's pure nostalgia anyway. Having diabetes now, I wouldn't be able to eat it more than on very rare occasions. And it might not even be that good—or it would still be around, wouldn't it?

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