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... s that smelled of fresh bread and nerves. Other candidates waited in alcoves, practicing knife techniques or muttering to themselves. One woman was levitating three onions in a perfect triangle, her fingers trailing light as she peeled them without touching them. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Marron’s fingers tightened on her cart handle. Just cook, she told herself. You know how to cook.
Her assigned station was in the Grand Arena. It was a circular chamber with tiered seating ...
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