I just saw this entry in a bread lovers community.

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Hello everybody. My name is Josh, and...and I'm addicted to bread.

It wasn't so bad at first, I just had an abnormal love for sandwiches. Eventually, I started just eating the bread. Now I can't get out of bed in the morning without a couple slices of sourdough or a few grams of kaiser roll. I realized I needed help when I woke up on a stained mattress in some run-down house, with bread crumbs all over myself and empty bread bags scattered around me.

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and a reply to it..
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Help? Help? Bread is a beautiful thing, almost as beautiful as a sunrise or the spring dew on a rusting beer can in a parking lot that was at one point a forest. You shouldn't run from your bread addiction, embrace it. It is butter and nobler to live a short life in the loving bosom of carbohydrates than to live a longer life without.

PS: Sourdough = heaven.

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I love bread

<3 Liz