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If you wanted to express to others about who I was, after my death, done in the vein of an artist [see: Museum Honours Late Artist.] you would see the floor covered in lemon merengue pie. And I mean, the whole thing.

Graham cracker biscuit crumb base held together with butter, layered on top the lemon curd filling, topped off with the iconic lightly torched fluffy white merengue cresting in stiff peaks.

Each layer wonderfully expressing different aspects of my personality.

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