annie laughing at you crumbling those firefighters...
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I loved soil. Not any old soil, mind you, but the crumbly peaty soil from a particular potted plant. I used to wrap some up and take it to work for a sneaky taste.
I didn't crave anything else, but odd things made me nauseous. I couldn't stand the green wallpaper in the new house we moved into, so I painted over it.
I couldn't stand the look of the modern office block behind the house, so I had to avoid that too.
And there was a particular Welsh hymn I used to really like which set me off.
Weird.
I still love the feel of sand in my mouth.
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