Maria Coughlin: I'm looking at this guy, right? And I looked at him a lot before. So now I know that I have this little piece of him actually in me. Physically in me, and it makes me feel completely different, I don't know, sort of special or something. So I'm talking to him... I'm talking to him and I realize, I'm, I'm talking to him, and I realize that he doesn't even see me. And I'm wondering what it was he was seeing when he did this. I go over it in my head, and now I know what it was he was seeing. It's really simple. He's seeing my legs. He 's seeing my breasts. My ass. My mouth. He's seeing my cunt... How can I have been so stupid? That's really all there is to see, isn't it?
King Cake finds its way to Portugal during the 19th century when Confeitaria Nacional opened as Portuguese monarchy’s official bakery in 1829. The cake is round with a large hole in the centre, resembling a crown covered with crystallized fruit. The characteristic of this cake is a fava bean and a small prize (usually a small metal toy). Tradition dictates that whoever finds the fava has to pay for the King cake next year.The inclusion of the prize has been discontinued under EU rules, for alleged safety reasons since mid-90s.
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