Huginn: I have eaten of the cherries, the small bright ones with the bitter seeds.

Muninn: Robusta or arabica? Or perhaps, mirabilis?

H: All, I have eaten of them all. If only she had eaten of these fruit first — if only!

M: She almost did. But the serpent thought them too bitter to tempt her with.

H: And yet the sons of men love it all the more.

M: Indeed, they have a love-hate relationship with it, almost bittersweet.

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