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i love chocolate.i really do.

If you haven't been to lindt café in Sydney, you don't know what you've been missing.




Okay I look terribly greedy hey? Ha but honestly, it's the best chocolate I have tasted.ever. the drinks were especially good.the thickness, richness and the lingering aftertaste just leaves you craving for more. And you thought I would get super sick with all that choc but surprisingly I didn't:/ im so going to grow fat; to get our money's worth, we (boon kahmun and i) bought the entire cake(so singaporean right!haha) and there's still more than half left! Boon and kahmun reckons tt if the cake stays with me, I would finish it all by tonight so boon took it back to protect it from my vociferous appetite for junk like this>.< haaa. jx u are so going to treat me to everything on the menu when you come over.

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