A while ago I had told my one Canadian roommate about the great sugar rolls and rugalaches at the French bakery located near my old apartment, and over the next week he asked me like twice what the name of the bakery was again.
"Oh, are you planning to go to [my city] soon?", I was like, and offered to show him around if he did
"Maybe," he was like. "There's a lot of places that I want to travel to, so I kind of decide between them based on where I can get great donuts."
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