"Time for a Latte and cAkE", she thought, "but which cake should I have; there are so many to choose from?" Tick-tock, tick-tock, ... "Come along luv", said a bloke in the queue. "Ooh, sorry. Ah, it's got to be the angel cake", she exclaimed, and there was a collective sigh of relief in the queue. She savoured every mouthful.
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