Prologue:

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I like cheese. As strange a fact as it seems, it is true. My inclination to this creamy food began one hundred years ago.

I imagine you think i am some ancient granny wrinkled at the eyes, short and haggard staring at my last piece of cheddar cheese in some old people's home. That is quite a presumption. And not true.

In fact, I look very good for my age. I attend High School in Phoenix, Arizona. I eat cheese every day for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

There are rumours of foods that make you live forever, i shall leave you to continue your quest for such foods. Believe it or not, this story is not just about cheese. It could be your typical boy-meets-girl crappy romance. But it is not. This is the story of a man named Jack.

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