At one point, Love had me taste an oblong berry the size of a pinkie-tip. A pleasant spurt of juice coated my tongue. He then handed me a lime. It was sensationally sweet. I asked him if it was some sort of sweet lime. No, he said, laughing. I was merely experiencing the after-effects of the miracle fruit .

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