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On plots, ice cream, anxiety, and an excuse to talk about Tarantino (?)
“Kill Bill* is such a good movie,” I think to myself while swallowing a spoonful of chocolate ice cream. “Oh, I’d love some cookies & cream with this salty choc”, and so my hand executes: the tiny metal shovel penetrates the creamy surface of the cookies & cream bucket. It is a bucket of ice cream and I have no intention nor need to lie about the size o…