The cinematic origin story of Flamin’ Hot Cheetos, and the almost cultish devotion of its fans, far exceeds anything actually found in the recipe. This snack is the subject of so much intrigue and media content that some readers may know the story by heart. Or at least the story we’ve been fed. Countless social media clips and even a Hollywood biopic directed by Eva Longoria has made a simple seasoned corn puff the stuff of legend. The story starts in 1980, when Richard Montañez, a Mexican-American janitor working at a Frito-Lay plant in Rancho Cucamonga, California, spots an assembly line breakdown. A batch of Cheetos passes through without receiving its neon-orange cheese dust. Montañez takes the naked “collets” (unseasoned, unfried extruded corn puffs) home. Inspired by the Mexican street vendors selling elotes, grilled corn on the cob slathered in butter, mayonnaise, cotija cheese, and chili powder, he flavors the unseasoned puffs with his own spice blend. Recognizing an untapped market, he cold-calls PepsiCo’s top brass, pitches the idea directly to the CEO, and single-handedly rescues the brand while inventing a multi-billion-dollar cultural phenomenon. Quite an American underdog tale! And, despite the company counter-narrative, it’s perfect for corporate keynotes and anyone who loves the idea of a blue-collar worker outsmarting a bunch of boardroom executives. But did any of it happen? Well, not only is the Montañez untrue, but the corporate story is full of holes, too!
Before examining the paper trail that finally dismantled the janitor legend, it’s worth pausing on the premise itself. Taking a unflavored corn puff and sprinkling it with chili powder and salt isn’t a miraculous stroke of culinary alchemy. But the way this story is told bears some examining. I’ll reveal the flaws one by one.
The “Elote” Illusion: A Little Too Convenient
The centerpiece of the entire legend are a part of Mexican culinary culture called elotes. As the story goes, Montañez saw an elotero (street vendor) preparing corn on the cob, saw the unseasoned Cheetos, and the lightbulb flashed. Corn plus chili is a perfect match. It’s a convenient narrative flourish, but inventing a poetic street-food epiphany over “corn plus chili” ignores the fact that Frito-Lay had already been selling chili-cheese corn chips and seasoned tortilla snacks for decades.
The other problem is that real Mexican street corn isn’t a dry seasoning dust. It is a multi-layered recipe that uses on a wet emulsion. The grilled corn on the cob is drenched in a butter and mayonnaise or crema, coated in crumbled cotija cheese, and finished with ground dried chiles and fresh lime juice. You can’t translate that to an extruded corn puff in a home kitchen. You can’t slather a Cheeto in warm mayonnaise and cotija without creating an instant, soggy mess. And in this case, as we will see, such a concoction would have failed even worse.
Notice, too, how the storytelling shifts the moment it moves from street corn to the actual kitchen. The description of elote is specific. But Montañez’s own “breakthrough” recipe? It suddenly gives way to pure vagueness: “my own spicy seasoning,” “a blend my wife and I made,” or simply “chili powder”.
Why the sudden secrecy? Montañez isn’t protecting an active proprietary formula. Frito-Lay didn’t buy a secret scroll from him. If he had actually developed an innovative culinary balance, there would be an ingredient list to share. Which chiles? What ratio of cumin or garlic? What acid? Even if he dreamed of someday launching his own competing snack line, an ingredient list is hardly a trade secret. In the commercial food world, a simple list of ingredients is public record on the back of every bag. The real proprietary barrier is the precise ratios, particle sizing, carrier fats, and factory processing. If knowing the ingredients were enough to duplicate an industrial product, home cooks would have cloned Doritos and Oreos decades ago.
The secrecy is convenient because it conceals an unromantic reality. Shaking a standard blend of supermarket chili powder, cayenne, and garlic powder onto fried corn is entirely basic. To be frank, a culinary genius isn’t required to conceive of it. More importantly, it bears zero resemblance to what Frito-Lay actually put into the bag.
More importantly, it buys into a much larger corporate illusion, the idea that Flamin’ Hot Cheetos were the product of culinary craftsmanship in the first place.
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The Uncomfortable Precedent: Andy Capp’s Hot Fries
Even if you set aside Frito-Lay’s own decades-long catalog of chili-seasoned corn chips, the idea of an extruded, fiery red snack stick wasn’t remotely novel in 1989. Andy Capp’s Hot Fries had already been sold from gas stations, convenience stores, grocery stores and vending machines since the early 1970s. For nearly two decades before Flamin’ Hots ever saw a test market, millions of snackers were already enjoying bags of spicy, extruded starch. Crucially, Hot Fries proved that a cheap convenience snack could deliver genuine heat without stripping out all flavor in the process, using dried chiles, garlic, and vinegar rather the untamed heat vehicle that Frito Lay created with Flamin’ Hots. Turning a cheese puff into a hot puff wasn’t exactly innovative or original. The same idea had been staring consumers in the face for twenty years.
Why the “Janitor Recipe” Makes Zero Culinary Sense
Let’s indulge in the fantasy that a home kitchen experiment served as the spark for Flamin’ Hot Cheetos. Then let’s compare this story to what the authentic Mexican street seasoning actually tastes like.
The cultural appeal of the elote narrative relies on invoking the rich heritage of Mexican street cuisine. But that tradition isn’t just about heat. It’s is about balance, aroma, and dried pepper terroir.
Authentic Mexican street seasoning is anchored by whole, dried chiles, typically varieties like ancho, guajillo, or pasilla. They possess distinct, complex flavor profiles The ground chiles are combined with toasted cumin seesd, Mexican oregano, garlic, salt, and real lime zest. Heat is certainly present, but it’s only a sidecar to the fruitiness, citrus, tang, creaminess, etc.
If Richard Montañez, or anyone else inspired by genuine street-food culture, had seasoned unflavored Cheetos with a thoughtful, home-cooked chile blend, the resulting snack would have tasted like toasted corn tossed in fruity chiles and a mixture of spices and flavorings, creating balance and depth. You would see visible flakes of crushed chile skins and taste the earthiness resonance of cumin. Perhaps even a hint of lime. That is decidedly not what rolls out of Frito-Lay plants.
There is no subtle Mexican oregano in Flamin’ Hot Cheetos. There are no dried guajillo notes, no smoky pasilla undertones, and not a trace of ancho sweetness.
The unmistakable tell on the supermarket shelf is that Frito-Lay’s product developers never attempted to adapt anything resembling what Montañez claimed. It’s like claiming a chef was inspired by homemade peach cobbler, but then creating a dessert packed with sugar but zero peaches. What they actually created was an aggressive industrial compound meant to create sheer sensory overload, which brings us to the ingredient list both Hollywood and PepsiCo’s PR machine prefer you don’t look at too closely.
The Problem with “Raw” Collets
The folklore glosses over an even more glaring manufacturing reality that pretty much everyone misses. In cheese puff manufacturing the initial shapes that comes out of the corn meal dough extruder is called a collet. A raw collet isn’t a finished snack. In commercial extrusion, forcing moistened cornmeal through a heated die simply gelatinizes the starch and puffs the shape. For Crunchy Cheetos, those raw collets must then be fried in a deep fryer at over 300°F. Frying is what cooks out residual moisture, develops the proper crunch, and provides the essential fat layer. An un-fried, extruded collet straight off the line is dense, pale, slightly styrofoam-like, and tastes of raw toasted cornmeal. More to the point, dry spice powder will not adhere to a dry, un-fried starch puff without an oil binder. The romantic vision of dusting naked factory collets at a kitchen table ignores the fact that doing so would produce something reminiscent of the texture of packing peanuts covered with choking chili powder dust.
How Cheetos Are Actually Manufactured: In case it’s not clear why the “seasoned collet at home” story doesn’t make sense, let’s take a look at the actual industrial processing steps required to make a Crunchy Cheeto:
➡ High-Pressure Extrusion: Degermed cornmeal is blended with water and fed into a specialized rotary die extruder. Under intense mechanical friction and pressure, the moisture superheats (well beyond boiling). As the corn paste exits the die head through little openings, the water instantly flashes into steam, expanding the starch into irregular, raw corn puffs,known in the industry as collets.
➡ Continuous Oil Frying: At this stage, the collets are essentially raw, spongy, and brittle. They are taken directly from the extruder into a continuous industrial fryer running at roughly 350°F. Deep frying cooks out residual moisture down to under 2%, creates the brittle air pockets responsible for the signature crunch, and coats the surface in hot vegetable oil.
➡ Tumbler Oil Slurry & Seasoning: Dry seasoning won’t stick to a cold or un-oiled starch puff. The freshly fried, hot collets are transferred immediately into an angled, rotating seasoning drum. Here, a heated oil spray or oil-and-seasoning slurry is continuously misted over the tumbling puffs, using the liquid fat as a binding agent so the fine seasoning dust adheres evenly to every crevice.
Without step 2, you have an un-fried, dense piece of styrofoam. Without step 3, any spice blend you sprinkle on top simply falls straight to the bottom of the bowl. Think of it like trying to salt a bowl of unbuttered popcorn with regular granulated salt. It just doesn’t work.
Deconstructing the Ingredient List: The Myth of Culinary R&D
If the janitor narrative is an exercise in street-food romanticism, Frito-Lay’s official counter-narrative is an exercise in corporate self-flattery. When PepsiCo pushed back on the Hollywood myth, their defense leaned heavily on the tireless work of corporate food scientists. In their version of events, an elite research-and-development team in Plano, Texas, spent years painstakingly developing, testing, and fine-tuning a proprietary flavor profile to satisfy consumers craving regional spice.
Doesn’t that sound rigorous and sophisticated? Well, take a look at the actual ingredient list, and any illusion of culinary craftsmanship disappears. It’s as think as the janitor myth, itself:
Enriched Corn Meal (Corn Meal, Ferrous Sulfate, Niacin, Thiamin Mononitrate, Riboflavin, Folic Acid), Vegetable Oil (Corn, Canola, and/or Sunflower Oil), Flamin’ Hot Seasoning (Maltodextrin [Made From Corn], Salt, Sugar, Monosodium Glutamate, Yeast Extract, Citric Acid, Artificial Color [Red 40 Lake, Yellow 6 Lake, Yellow 6, Yellow 5], Sunflower Oil, Cheddar Cheese [Milk, Cheese Cultures, Salt, Enzymes], Onion Powder, Whey, Whey Protein Concentrate, Garlic Powder, Natural Flavor, Buttermilk, Sodium Diacetate, Disodium Inosinate, Disodium Guanylate), and Salt.
This does indeed look like an dense recipe and complicated recipe. You have to break down the seasoning into its functional components, to see what is actually happening:
➡ The Missing Pepper: For a product built entirely around heat and meant to satisfy a craving for spice, you’ll search the label in vain for a single any mention of chili pepper. There is no ground cayenne or jalapeño powder. There’s not even any paprika.
The heat is delivered almost entirely by an unlisted, concentrated extract hidden under the generic label of Natural Flavor: standardized oleoresin capsicum (i.e. capsaicin). This is pure, isolated heat chemistry, completely divorced from the flavorful flesh, oils, or aroma of an actual pepper pod.
What is Oleoresin Capsicum? Don’t let the botanical name fool you. Oleoresin capsicum isn’t ground pepper seasoning. It’s a solvent-extracted, highly concentrated lipid resin derived from chili peppers. Its primary industrial function is to deliver a standardized dose of capsaicin, the specific chemical compound in chili peppers that triggers oral heat and pain receptors. While an actual whole chili contains aromatic oils, sugars, and flavorful flesh, oleoresin capsicum is processed to isolate the capsaicin chemical, stripping away nearly all characterizing pepper flavor. When food manufacturers want intense, standardized heat without altering the color, texture, or moisture of a dry snack, this extract is the industry shortcut.
➡ Umami Laundry List: This portion of the list reads like a textbook inventory of industrial savory enhancers.
- Monosodium Glutamate (MSG)
- Yeast Extract
- Disodium Inosinate and Disodium Guanylate (nucleotides that work synergistically to multiply MSG’s savory effect)
- Onion Powder and Garlic Powder
- Four distinct dairy fractions: Cheddar Cheese, Whey, Whey Protein Concentrate, and Buttermilk
On paper, this resembles a slow-simmered, ultra-savory stew packed with layered amino acids and dairy fats. But in reality, as we’ll see in the sensory chemistry, packing this much savory firepower into the seasoning dust is largely an exercise in futility and subterfuge.
➡ A Bit of Chemical Pucker: Buried behind the umami boosters are two organic acid salts: Citric Acid and Sodium Diacetate. Sodium diacetate is the classic compound used to impart dry vinegar flavor to salt-and-vinegar potato chips. Combined with citric acid, it delivers a sharp, immediate drop in pH.
➡ Red, So Very Red: Rounding out the profile is a four-part synthetic dye cocktail: Red 40 Lake, Yellow 6 Lake, Yellow 6, and Yellow 5. The “Lake” designations mean the dyes are oil-dispersible aluminum salts, that work well to cling to the outer fat layer of the puff and coat your fingers in a stubborn red powder. Food scientists know that bright, unnatural red primes the brain visually to anticipate danger and heat before the consumer even takes a bite.
With such a long list of ingredients, it would be easy to mistake this for a nuanced formulation. In reality, it’s an engineered contradiction, nothing more than a huge load of savory glutamate boosters completely eclipsed by raw capsaicin, visual “warning” dyes, and an potent acid spike.
Which raises the real question. Why would food scientists spend money packing cheese, whey, garlic, etc. into a seasoning dust if the consumer can barely taste them?
The Neurobiology of the Snack: Why You Can’t Taste the “Recipe”
None of this is to say that Flamin’ Hot Cheetos are inherently “bad” or that you shouldn’t enjoy eating them. If you love the searing crunch and neon fingers, eat your snack. The point isn’t to police your snacking habits. The point is to expose the corporate theater behind the ingredient list. When Frito-Lay lists cheddar cheese, buttermilk, garlic, and four different umami ingredients, they’re telling a story of culinary depth. But human neurobiology tells a completely different story. You are physically incapable of tasting most of what they put in that bag.
Pain Is Not a Flavor
Capsaicin does not activate your taste buds. Your tongue possesses receptors for five basic tastes: sweet, sour, salty, bitter, and umami. Capsaicin doesn’t actually interact with any of them.
Instead, capsaicin binds directly to a receptor called TRPV1 (transient receptor potential vanilloid 1). These receptors aren’t meant for tasting food. Instead, they’re peripheral pain sensors located on the trigeminal nerve endings throughout your mouth, tongue, and throat. The job of those receptors is to warn your central nervous system about physical scalding, specifically, temperatures above 109°F (43°C) or chemical injury.
When you crunch into a Flamin’ Hot Cheeto, your brain starts receiving alarms of thermal tissue damage, not a culinary profile, simply because capsaicin activates these “heat” receptors in the absence of actual heat, and the brain doesn’t know the difference.
The Capsaicin Blinding Effect
The crucial point is that once that fire alarm is triggered, the tongue’s ability to discern actual flavors largely shuts down. Clinical sensory research, such as studies conducted at UC Davis on oral burn and taste perception, demonstrates that high concentrations of capsaicin induce a powerful suppressive effect across the palate. But it doesn’t mute all tastes equally:
- Selective Taste Suppression: Capsaicin aggressively blunts sweetness, bitterness, and, crucially, umami.
- The Aroma Blockade: An important part of flavor perception is olfactory. When you chew, volatile aromatic compounds travel up through the back of your throat into the nasal cavity (retronasal aroma release). Sensory trials show that intense burn of capsaicin can reduce retronasal aroma perception by roughly 50% to over 80%. Capsaicin delivers a combo punch to knock our your flavor perception.
Now, an obvious counter-argument comes to mind. People eat spicy dishes seasoned with real chiles every single day, from Thai curries to Mexican salsas, and they taste the food just fine. A well-crafted hot sauce or chile-laden stew doesn’t completely blind your palate to the rest of the meal.
The difference comes down to delivery and concentration. In whole foods, capsaicin is dispersed throughout cellular plant tissue, encapsulated in natural fats, and bound to water-soluble fibers. It builds gradually alongside complex sugars, acids, and volatile oils.
Flamin’ Hot Cheetos don’t work like a fresh pepper. Even though “Natural Flavor” appears relatively low on the ingredient list, when that flavor is an ultra-concentrated, stripped-down oleoresin capsicum, it hits with pharmaceutical efficiency. It isn’t buffered by plant fiber or nuanced oils. It’s an unadulterated chemical spike put directly onto the dry exterior of an corn puff.
Instead of the measured heat of a seasoned dish, Flamin’ Hot Cheetos deliver the kind of concentrated, localized capsaicin payload typically reserved for novelty “ghost pepper” challenge sauces designed purely to scorch the tongue.
Think about what that means for that expensive ingredient list. Frito-Lay packed the mix with savory glutamate bombs like MSG, disodium inosinate, disodium guanylate, yeast extract, cheddar, and onion. Yet the moment that concentrated capsaicin hits your TRPV1 receptors, your brain’s ability to register delicate savory umami and roasted flavors is effectively short-circuited. The formulation chemically blinds your palate to its own ingredients.
What Actually Survives the Burn
So, if the umami stew and roasted aromatics are masked by the heat, what are you actually experiencing? Sensory science reveals that only two primary tastes reliably cut through an intense capsaicin burn: salt and sourness.
Everything else in that ingredient list is background noise. Nobody eating Flamin’ Hots is tasting cheese or garlic powder. Their sensory system is flooded with salt, an acid-induced shock to the salivary glands, and an a growing thermal pain signal. And yet many people still find them addictive, which leads to the final, brilliant trick of the snack: the bio-mechanical reflex loop that keeps your hand reaching back into the bag.
Reflex Loop: The “Flavor Glitch” in Your Brain
Ask an avid fan why they can polish off an entire bag of Flamin’ Hot Cheetos in one sitting, and they will likely tell you about the “irresistible flavor.” Yet as the sensory science demonstrates, there is virtually no flavor profile making it past the capsaicin wall. What consumers interpret as a craveable taste is actually something much more sophisticated: a neurological glitch.
The combination of concentrated heat, sharp acids, and high sodium creates bio-mechanical feedback loop, a sensory bait-and-switch that forces your brain to keep chasing a flavor it never actually catches.
The Salivation Trick
The first biological trigger is the pairing of citric acid and sodium diacetate. When these compounds dissolve on the tongue, they cause a precipitous drop in oral pH. Your brain reads that acidic spike as a chemical threat and triggers an emergency defense. It commands your salivary glands to dump more fluid into your mouth to dilute the acid and wash away the capsaicin irritant.
Food manufacturers covet this reaction because the human brain routinely mistakes an involuntary flood of saliva for juiciness, richness, and craveability.
The Endorphin Hijack
Just as your mouth is flooding with saliva, the capsaicin is screaming “thermal injury” through your TRPV1 receptors. Your central nervous system doesn’t know you’re sitting on a couch snacking. It thinks your mouth is on fire. In response to perceived trauma, the pituitary gland and hypothalamus release a defensive wash of endorphins and dopamine, natural painkillers designed to soothe tissue damage. The heat provides the distress and the brain provides a narcotic reward.
The Sensory Glitch: Chasing the Phantom Flavor
This dynamic explains why people consume ultra-spicy foods, from Nashville hot chicken to vinegar-soaked suicide wings. But Flamin’ Hot Cheetos, it operates on another level entirely.
In nature, a physiological reaction this violent, a massive surge of saliva, heavy sodium, and a cascade of endorphins, only occurs when you’re consuming something calorically dense and nutritionally vital. Your brain reads that bodily uproar as an a contradictory signal: We are eating something amazing. It’s the promise of flavor.
Normally, when you eat a rich, complex food, your taste buds detect the distinct group of tastes, your retro-nasal olfactory system processes the aromatics, and your brain gradually reaches sensory satiety. The flavor resolves, the novelty fades, and you naturally slow down.
With Flamin’ Hot Cheetos, that sensory resolution never happens. The capsaicin and acid shock trigger all the preliminary fireworks of a magnificent feast, but the capsaicin’s blunting effect simultaneously blinds your palate to the actual aromatics.
Your brain gets the biological alert that a feast has arrived, but it never receives the sensory data to close the loop. The palate never reaches satisfaction because it never actually resolved the flavor in the first place. The result is a compulsive loop! Your brain registers the anticipation of profound flavor, gets denied closure by its own muted receptors, and demands another bite to solve the puzzle. What you think you’re experience as mad flavor is your brain being caught in a neurochemical chase.
The Exceptions That Prove the Rule: Why the Trick Fails
The ultimate proof that Flamin’ Hot Cheetos rely on an engineered sensory loop, rather than genuine culinary balance, is what happens when the illusion breaks down. It doesn’t fail at randon, but predictably at the extreme ends of the palate spectrum.
The Low-Tolerance Threshold (The Sensory Overload)
For people with lower spice tolerance or high trigeminal nerve sensitivity, the capsaicin fire alarm is simply too loud. The neurochemical “reward loop” relies on a psychological concept known as benign masochism, the brain taking pleasure in a simulated danger signal. While your primitive nervous system screams “fire,” your conscious mind knows you’re in no real physical danger. But if an individual’s oral pain receptors are overwhelmed, the brain never transitions into reward mode. The sheer volume of the emergency alarm drowns out the dopamine wash. Instead of interpreting the salivary flood as “succulence,” the palate registers acute, abrasive chemical trauma. For these eaters, the curtain never opens because the alarm never stops ringing.
The Chili Lover’s Disappointment (The Flavor Vacuum)
The more telling failure happens on the opposite end: people who genuinely love authentic, complex spicy cuisine. To be clear, the divide here isn’t simply raw heat tolerance. Plenty of dedicated Flamin’ Hot fans have built up enough tolerance to handle the burn without breaking a sweat, especially if that tolerance was forged on bottled cayenne hot sauces, spicy chicken sandwiches, and other commercial snacks. For those snackers, heat is the main event, and the brain is satisfied chasing the chemical rush.
The trick falls apart, however, when high tolerance is paired with a broad culinary frame of reference. If you grew up eating authentic Mexican dishes, fiery Thai curries, Sichuan cuisine, or dishes seasoned with whole, fresh chiles, Flamin’ Hot Cheetos often taste like absolute nothingness. You don’t get hooked; you get bored and annoyed. You crunch down and perceive only two things: coarse salt and a flat, chemical sting. Rather than physiological rejection, this is the absence of hedonic transfer.
When experienced eaters consume dishes prepared with whole peppers and a balanced recipe, their brains have spent years pairing the burn of capsaicin with the layered flavors like fruity, roasted, toasted, acidic, etc. In their experience, heat is not a standalone sensation but a signal of savory depth.
When that experienced palate encounters a Flamin’ Hot Cheeto, the brain runs its predictive program and braces the aromatic payoff that normally accompanies that level of heat. But because the snack relies on isolated oleoresin capsicum rather than whole chiles, and because the capsaicin wall blocks out the subtle cheese powders, there is no flavor reward behind the burn.
Because the chili lover’s tolerance neutralizes the “primitive” panic, the sensory sleight of hand fails completely. You aren’t distracted by the emergency, so you clearly perceive the bare mechanics of the trick, a bunch of sodium, synthetic acid, and flavorless capsaicin clinging to fried cornmeal.
Whether an eater’s palate is completely overwhelmed by the initial pain, or too experienced to be fooled by an isolated chemical burn, both exceptions expose the same reality. Once you strip away the neurochemical illusion, there is no grand masterpiece of spice hiding in the recipe.
The Power of a Good Story
So, the true genius of Flamin’ Hot Cheetos isn’t culinary. It’s some brain-hijacking combined with commercial genius. Both sides of the dispute have spent millions of dollars, books, articles, and hours of screen time fighting over who deserves the credit for creating a masterpiece. But the great irony is that despite their public pushback, Frito-Lay benefited enormously from the Montañez legend.
Why? Because the janitor fairy tale provided the one thing a multinational junk food conglomerate could never manufacture in a boardroom. It gave the product authentic culinary soul.
The Montañez narrative framed the product as a heartfelt piece of folk heritage. It portrayed the product as an homage to the rich traditions of Mexican street food, brought to life by an intuitive home cook who understood real flavor. Even when PepsiCo pushed back with the documented paper trail of their Plano, Texas research team, they were simply substituting one flavor myth for another. Their counter-narrative argued that it wasn’t an untrained plant worker, but rather dedicated, elite food scientists spending years meticulously perfecting a proprietary, complex flavor profile.
Both narratives served the exact same commercial purpose, convincing the public that the product was the result of culinary craftsmanship. The Montenez story gave PepsiCo the opportunity to frame that narrative. Otherwise, shouting about your dedicated flavor scientists working around the clock to perfect a seasoned corn puff would sound quite ridiculous.
Neither side could ever admit the unromantic truth. The dispute was never about who crafted a legendary flavor profile. It was an intellectual property war over who gets credit for coating fried cornstarch with red dye, concentrated acid, and an unrefined biochemical pain stimulus.
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