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... ring it as though he hadn’t eaten in days—which was kind of true. His hunger fueled enthusiasm was intense as he scarfed down the succulent meat, savoring each tender bite.
The pheasant’s flavor exploded in his mouth, filling him with satisfaction and momentarily banishing the weight of his earlier embarrassment and shame.
The roasted pheasant, glistening with succulent juices, exuded a mouthwatering aroma that wafted through the air, tempting even the most discriminating palates ...
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