These are the peppers that have grown in my yard since youth. They range from green to red, to the deepest black (really dark green). It was a right of passage as a young boy to eat one without crying. I know grown men that cannot. These peppers are hot. They bathe in the California sun day after day, high atop the rest of the world, and they punish those who would dare to pluck them from their thrones.
ISO 100
50mm
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