The curious case of craving a Krispy Kreme doughnut.
Something about having to be on the Long Island Rail Road in the unfortunate hour of 7am makes a doughnut, a Krispy Kreme original glazed from the kiosk adjacent to K-Mart in Penn Station, to be precise, seem infinitely more appealing than on any other morning.
I don’t know why and I’m certainly not asking questions. I’m just going to sit here and savor my doughnut in peace.
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