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... ust what kind of animal was it from?
Stirring the pot, I wished I had volunteered for something else. Had I known this would have stunk so bad, and burnt my eyes as it was doing, I’d have never offered to do it.
Yet I had… so I’d finish it.
Grumbling as I stirred the pot full of puls, as Vim had called it, I hoped it didn’t taste anywhere near as bad as it smelled… but something told me it would.
My nose was usually right about such things. And right now my nose w ...
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