I ordered as much as I imagined I could possibly eat at the Taco Bell in the Detroit airport near gate A76. I don’t usually eat anything made of ground meat at a fast food place like that, but they’re just so popular I figured the American public must be onto something. They are, though I was tasting those two tacos well into the night. I ordered O. two chicken tacos, I think he picked through the chicken in one of them and the other ended up somewhere inside K.’s bags. I hope she remembered to take it out.

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