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“Yeah, we talk about our exes and judge men. That’s the woman way,” she said with an emphatic nod, feeling like a true feminist.Or at least one of those could-go-either-way Sex and the City women at least. Alice’s next suggestion cracked her up, “Oh yeah that’s happening.” At least it would if she remembered later, which could also go either way. “Nein, ‘st Deutsch. You know what’s stupid though?” she asked, sitting up like she was about to deliver some great thruth about the universe. Maybe she was. “Haribo is German, but Kinder is Italian.”
A shrug at that, Alice hadn’t had her heart broken that many times. Usually the dumped party, but not in a very cinematic way, it was just the man in question couldn’t put up with one of her small but annoying flaws anymore. Not that she noticed. Her relationships didn’t evolve that much past “casual” most of the time. She blinked, really confused now. “Huh, I thought Kinder was Canadian.” Most illegal things were. “Are you still gonna review it then? Won’t they, uh, demonise your video if you show Kinder stuff in it?”















