I'm pondering the Disneyfied mysteries of supply and demand this evening as I attempt to make my favorite barbecue basting sauce. I just bought a bottle of soy sauce. I did, I did! I'm sure it was Kikkoman. Now it is nowhere, man. I've twirled and twirled the lazy Susan cabinet organizers, and peered deeply into the pantry cupboard. I'm forever buying soy sauce. I'm forever blowing bubbles, pretty bubbles in the air.
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