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... l mouthful of the black soil fried rice, and swallowed it forcefully, ignoring her stomach’s discomfort.
“Mm-hm, not bad.” Irina drank a glass of water and nodded with a complex expression.
She hadn’t eaten such horrible food for a long time.
The last time
Perhaps it was when she had tasted her own cooking.
It had been a bison as huge as a small mountain.
It had been roasted into ashes eventually.
The taste of it when eaten with rice
She still felt ...
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