Dear mangoes on Flickr.“The mangoes were sweet and juicy. I ate about six, and the yellow mango juice ran down my arms to my elbows and down my mouth to my chin and my shirt was stained.” - B. Wordsworth, Miguel Street V.S. Naipaul (I read Miguel Street was I was 12 years old, and this was my favourite paragraph that years later I went searching to read this very story again. I think it’s because when I was 12 years old, that’s exactly how I ate mangoes, much to my mother’s dismay - my shirts were always stained
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Dear mangoes on Flickr.

“The mangoes were sweet and juicy.
I ate about six, and the yellow mango juice ran down my arms to my elbows and down my mouth to my chin and my shirt was stained.”
- B. Wordsworth, Miguel Street
V.S. Naipaul

(I read Miguel Street was I was 12 years old, and this was my favourite paragraph that years later I went searching to read this very story again.
I think it’s because when I was 12 years old, that’s exactly how I ate mangoes, much to my mother’s dismay - my shirts were always stained