an annual event of colour discrimination

so, the time is ripe for fried green tomatoes.

thus, the conversation in the local farmers’ market:

— excuse me, are those green tomatoes?

— these are green tomatoes. did you want tomatoes that are green, or green tomatoes?

— i wanted green tomatoes, not tomatoes that are green.

— these are green red tomatoes, is that what you want?

— oh, then these are green tomatoes! i’ll have two kilos, please…

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i fried two of them tonight, delicious.

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