I don't know why but I just imagined a cucumber taken to an asylum and treated like a banana and confined until it confesses. Please don't get me wrong or take it in any bad meaning for your work, it looks great. I just couldn't help myself to express it. But it worries me that I see it as banana as well :)
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Interesting interpretation, I'm not taking it badly at all π
I am glad for that π