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"Have you tasted a peach, ripe from the tree and warm in the sun?" The experience was still new enough to A that he described it reverentially. "They are never symmetrical. But when you bite it, the juice fills your mouth and runs down your chin, and you can feel the fuzzy skin on your lips and tongue. The flesh yields to your teeth. And after that, under it all, is the tight symmetry of the seed."