I love the scent of a cake baking filling the kitchen. Sometimes I imagine I live in a tiny apartment above my very own bakery. I see myself with flour sprinkled in my clothes and hair, kneading dough to bake into delicious pies, cookies, cakes and homemade bread. Tonight's creation was a carrot cake. Each bite is full of dancing spices that make me think of exotic places unexplored.
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