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crack-brained kaže:
....ljeto/jesen.... 90-tih... u brdu kod strica... berem maline.... klopam maline... jedem... kad nešto tvrdo.... kao kamen... pljunem.... ( zgadio mi se život ) .... ispljunem.......... m-a-r-t-i-n-aaaaa!!!!!!!!!! ....
...mogu vam reæ' da su i tvrdi.... vrlo tvrdi.... uopæe me ne zanima kakvog je okusa.........  |
Okus je onako pomalo "mentolan"  ?
Tvrdi su zbog nešto hitina u egzoskeletu 
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