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You've reached the end of your rope, the bottom of the bag, the pit of despair. The only thing that's kept you going is the faint hope that a taco will fill the void.
But little do you know, the bell peppers of desparation are not just a metaphorical representation of your existential crisis, but an actual, tangible, crunchy, juicy, flavor-blasted reality.
Continue to Step 2: The Crunch Time is Nigh
We're not kidding. They're right here. In the produce aisle. Next to the guacamole.
Continue to Step 4: The Bell Pepper Revolution