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Most of us can probably remember hearing the sweet melody of the ice cream truck in the distance as it approached your street on a warm summer day. Your excitement would increase as its happy song got closer and you’d scramble to gather whatever money you could squeeze out of your parents or piggy bank. You’d fly out the door, hoping that you didn’t miss it and wait eagerly as it came to a slow right at your feet. You’d gaze at all of the pictures on the side of the truck, being careful to make the right selection. And with the exchange of some loose change, you’d walk away with the most wonderful, sweet, frozen confection on a stick that you could ever imagine. If you lived anywhere in LA, you may also remember the jingling bells of the Paletero (popsicle man) who pushes his cart filled with dozens…

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