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Side Story 4: The Danger of Very High Mana Worlds
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... still too thin, showed every bone and muscle. The only pants that stayed on me were sweatpants with a string.
Once again, I attempted to teach Stretch the art of fetching. After a considerable amount of effort, he reluctantly brought back the stick—once.
“You’re supposed to be a dog. Dogs adore playing fetch.” He shot me a disdainful look and trotted off to relieve himself on a nearby bush. Well, that was the end of that conversation.
That evening, inspired by a recipe I ...
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