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... Ashen Grove, Oscar stuck a knife under a slab of meat sizzling on a flat stone over a roaring fire and lifted it off the heated rock onto a clean bark, good replacements for plates. Hungry, he drooled, bit down on the tasty morsel, then immediately pulled his mouth away. His tongue squirmed around in burning agony. Putting his plate away, Oscar downed a cup of juice, soothing his scorched mouth.
"Can I continue?" Gol-4 laughed mechanically, strange buzzes and hums in beats. His head spu ...
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