If an all-powerful cosmic wizard stepped into my life and told me "you will never again eat a perfectly grilled and seasoned T-bone steak," I would be sad but unbroken -- I would push on. If the same wizard came back the next day and said "you will never again eat a perfectly barbecued hot dog with a little mustard and chopped onions," I would be devastated.
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