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... her...lacking. To be fair, it wasn’t entirely his fault. I was somewhat reserved when it came to food, especially at a place called the Vineyard, which seemed to specialize in fine wines. They didn’t even have any cream-filled pastries. Not that I wanted one.
As the sun reached its zenith, we made our way across the Burblebrook district. There were dozens of markets sprawled across multiple city blocks each. They began on the streets with fixed wooden stalls and spilled into the fields, ...
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