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Ding, ding, ding, away he chipped at the hard candy covered in flour.  The sound of the chisel hitting the mallet (what?  Did I really type that?  Shouldn’t it be mallet hitting the chisel?  DUH!) acted like the bell of an ice-cream seller, telling people that he was there with his ware.

Ding Ding Tang (Picture from Wikipedia)

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