Chapter 96
The food came up quickly. There were three dishes and a kettle next to it. Inside was tea with small light brown solid particles wriggling around. It gave off the aroma of barley tea. The waiter also came over with a plate and three green fruits. He said with a smile, "These are our free fruits. Eating them can help you live longer."
Number One was skeptical, so he took one, opened his mouth, and was about to take a bite to eat it, when Jongin suddenly asked, "Will there be any problem?"
Number One stopped his hand hesitantly, gradually put down the fruit that was already in his mouth, and looked at the waiter.
The waiter said: "No, there is nothing wrong with our food. However, if ordinary people eat this, it will turn into a brand new fruit tree seedling. We will plant the seedling in a soil pot and wait until the next year, the tree will bear fruit, and the fruit will be new fruit.
The freshest green fruits are the most delicious, with a crisp texture, juicy, sweet and sour, very delicious. ”
Number One looked serious. He put the fruits on the plate beside him and asked, "Then what is considered an ordinary person? What is not an ordinary person?"
The waiter smiled and said, "Ordinary people, as long as they are human. If they are not ordinary people, then they are of the same kind as us. Since they are of the same kind, our good things are also good things of the same kind. Of course, there will be no problem if you eat the food we like. Not only will there be no problem, but it can also prolong your life. This is a long-standing fact. Our guests all know this. The hotel was not opened today."
Paradise came and asked with interest: "When did your hotel open?"
The waiter smiled and said, "Before the last explosion of the universe."
It was as if he hadn't said anything. Number One thought the other party was joking and didn't really want to answer the question, so he snorted and turned his head to look at the green fruits on the plate. The surface of the fruits was covered with a layer of lush green, with a strong green flavor, as if the vigorous vitality of the spring grass had materialized into a fresh, beautiful color.
Crystal clear water droplets slid down from above, along the surface of the peel, making the surface of the peel very round and smooth, beautiful and reflective, as if it were a blurry ancient mirror, or a witch's magic mirror circulated overseas, hiding magic and temptation.
One can imagine that the flesh inside must be crisp and snow-white, just like a crisp pear just picked from the branch. When you take a bite, it is juicy and ripe beyond words. The sweet happiness is incomparable and can penetrate into the heart in one bite, as if the tip of Cupid's arrow turned around in mid-air and turned to aim at this body, and your heart begins to pound.
This is what the so-called deer run into.
This kind of fruit must be accompanied by pure and flawless little white flowers, only the size of a fingernail, with a slight pink inside, showing a kind of girlish shyness and some nascent charm. The stamens must be yellow, and the tenderest yellow, like the small bunch of flowers on the top of the cucumber vine, trembling slightly with the wind, blooming brilliantly and passionately, cheerful and unrestrained.
Number One couldn't help swallowing, trying to calm the joy and desire in his heart, but failed.
He felt even thirstier and wanted to pick up the fruit and eat it.
The waiter smiled and said, "If you don't want to eat it, it's better not to look at it. This thing is dangerous for people like us. If we don't pay attention, we will be tempted. If you keep looking at it, I'm afraid you will have to eat it."
Number One asked again: "What will happen if I eat it?"
The waiter said, "If you are one of us, you will only benefit from eating this fruit. You will feel refreshed, live longer, and be healthy and happy. But if you are from outside, then eating this fruit will plant a seed inside your body that will sprout and grow in a moment. It will also grow roots in your abdomen, like a real little tree. Maybe it will even smile."
Number One's face turned pale.
The waiter went on to say, “However, guests can rest assured that the saplings that have just started to grow are very small, only a tiny bit in size, and will not cause any impact on a normal person's body. Otherwise, our hotel would have been unable to open due to complaints a long time ago. The saplings are also very useful.
If you want to eat it, it is best to eat it raw, while the person is still alive and fresh, and cut open the body with a knife, perhaps the abdominal cavity, or perhaps the heart. When taken out, it will be like a trembling baby. It is sweetest and most delicious when fried. If you sprinkle a little pepper and Sichuan pepper on the surface, it will be the most delicious. If you like spicy food, you can also add a spoonful of chili oil to ensure that the red oil is transparent.
Very delicious!
Guests who have tasted the green fruit saplings are full of praise for this dish. They ask about it every time they come and hope to eat it again next time. This dish is also one of our hotel's signature dishes~
Guests are welcome to try it, hehe~
By the way, if you don't like fried food, we can also provide other cooking methods, such as steaming or boiling..."
Seeing that the waiter was about to continue, No. 1 quickly interrupted: "Don't say anything, I don't want to eat it, you can take it away."
The waiter asked: "You really don't want to eat? Maybe if you eat it, you can live here and live a long life without worries~"
Number One shook his head firmly, looked away, avoided the green fruit on the table, and said to the waiter, "I don't want it. I want to go home. If I eat this, I can't go home."
The waiter smiled and said, "How could that be? We also have a free delivery service that can send guests back to their homes. As long as the guest guarantees that the address is really their home, it will be fine to go back and forth in one day. Other guests have tried it and said everyone was great. Do you want to try it?"
Number One was very tempted, but considering that he might not be able to find the partner halfway, he shook his head and refused, saying, "Forget it, is there anything else?"
The waiter said, "Yes, but the customer probably can't afford the price. Even if he can, his body can't support it. It's not that we don't want to do business with the customer, but it's because the customer is in this state and it's not easy for us to accept. In fact, there is another way, which doesn't require money, and the customer doesn't need to be in good physical condition or like me. As long as the customer is willing to sign an agreement -
We can then send the guest home, ensuring that the guest returns home safe and sound.”
Number One blinked and asked, "What is the solution?"
He curled his lips and said, "You guys are not doing anything else so you are just talking nonsense to me here to fool me, right?"
The waiter laughed and said, "How could that be? We have such a big hotel that there is really no need to do such a thing. The solution is that the guest signs an agreement, and I take the guest to a place. When they get there, the guest only needs to describe the location and they can go home. The process is very simple and there has never been a mistake. However, the guests who have tried this method have all become mentally ill in the end."
He whispered, "It's become polluted. We have no choice but to clear the guests out."
The words were spoken cautiously and yet with an inexplicable hint of aggrieved feeling, and they couldn't be any lighter, like a feather flying around in the air with no landing.
Number One was attracted and looked at the waiter and asked, "What does being cleaned mean?"
The waiter smiled and said, "What I mean is that guests like this will be dealt with by the hotel. The hotel's method of dealing with them is to collect them from the kitchen and use the better ones as ingredients. There is a dish called "pollutant", which is food that pollutes the guest's body and mind. Many guests who like excitement will choose to try this dish. I guarantee that every time a guest tastes it, they will be intoxicated and very happy.
Only occasionally they would look as if a fish bone was stuck in their throat, but in the end they were sent to the doctor and everything was fine. The guests all went home safely, intact and happy.
Those that are not very good are treated as garbage and sent to the garbage station after cleaning. The cleaning staff will be responsible for removing deeper pollution, and it is no longer our responsibility. However, the hotel will pay a regular cleaning fee for this, which is also a major expense for us. For a period of time, our wages were reduced a lot because of this, but soon returned to normal and even increased, and no one pursued it.
The middle part is used for employees to practice, whether it is for security personnel as sparing partners or for chef apprentices as knife skills. It is a very interesting experience and also saves the hotel a lot of money. "
Number One's expression turned green, as if he was also choked by a fish bone: "Oh."
Leyuan asked, "Can you still eat?"
Number One nodded.
Paradise asked: "Do you have any other questions?"
Number One shook his head.
Leyuan looked at the green fruit and said, "If you don't want this, give it to me. Maybe I can use it. If not, I can still eat it when I'm hungry. I don't care about this. I'm not afraid. What do you think?"
Number One quickly handed the fruit to Leyuan and expressed his gratitude: "It's great that you are willing to take it! It really saved my life. I didn't dare to eat it and I didn't dare to leave here. I think, even if it takes more time, it will definitely be worth it to be with you two. I won't regret it."
Jongin said, "People who say they won't regret it are the ones who are most likely to regret it. You should think it through."
Leyuan took the green fruit and said with a smile, "Affirmation is useless. Some people are unable to accept reality when things change because they have taken the wrong path and are forced to affirm themselves by the situation. You must not become like that."
Number One nodded cautiously.
He started eating.
Paradise looked at the waiter and asked, "What's in that water bottle?"
The waiter smiled and said, "These are tea worms that our hotel specially cultivated in the base."
Leyuan asked: "Is it a specially bred kind of insect?"
The waiter nodded and said, "Yes, this is a very beautiful and diverse insect. It is very delicious when used to cook soup, very tasty when used to stir-fry, and juicy, crispy, smooth and tender when mixed with seasonings. It is a cheap and common ingredient."
Number One almost spit out the food in his mouth.
A faint singing voice came from the side: "Once upon a time there was a face-changing monster. It could change its face anytime. Today it was sunny, tomorrow it was raining heavily, and then it was cloudy. When it saw someone good-looking, it would claim that the person was its own. It was amazing, amazing. It seemed that everyone in the world looked like it. Do you know what it looked like?
I know that it has a pair of ugly eyes, and when it sees someone else it says it is itself.
Do you know what it will say? It will say to you, you are mine, you are mine, haha, haha, hahaha!
The Face Changer has no face. The Face Changer has no face. When it sees other people’s faces, it thinks they are its own. It seems like the whole world belongs to it. This is simply a big joke, hahaha!
Face-changing monster, face-changing monster, ugly monster, ugly monster, shameless, shameless..."
Number One's face turned even paler.
Paradise stood up and wanted to ask the waiter some other questions. As soon as he stood up and before he pushed the chair away, he was bumped into by a little girl. The girl was wearing a red dress and a very big hat. Even her shoes were red. She was very beautiful and looked very expensive, as if she was the heroine dressed up according to the story of Little Red Riding Hood and wearing a pair of red dancing shoes.
The story of Little Red Riding Hood features a big bad wolf, and the story of the Red Dancing Shoes features a young girl whose legs were chopped off and who could no longer dance. In terms of color, the combination is very harmonious and there is no problem at all.
There is a red plush ball on the top of Little Red Riding Hood's hat, with two black eyes and tiny dots that look no bigger than a fingernail. She is cute and weird, strange and funny, weak and arrogant.
The one singing is this plush ball.
Little Red Riding Hood held a handful of paper boxes and said to the paradise: "Guest, sir, please be kind! I have been hungry for a long time, I want to eat something, I am so hungry that I can't stand it, I feel so uncomfortable, please take a look at these things and buy some! Buy these things, I can eat, I want to eat, I don't want to starve to death, please, have mercy on me, be lenient!"
So at this time, Little Red Riding Hood looked a bit like the little match girl.
"No, thank you."
Paradise gave way, trying to get out of Little Red Riding Hood's way.
Little Red Riding Hood blocked the park with her hand. There were tables and chairs beside her, the waiter opposite her, food and Jongin behind her, and Little Red Riding Hood in front of her. The park was blocked here.
"What are you going to do?"
Paradise asked.
“I hope you will buy my merchandise.”
Little Red Riding Hood lowered her head, drooling, and glanced at Number One next to her and the food in front of Number One, and answered as if mumbling to herself.
"I don't have any money. I won't buy your stuff. Get out of the way."
Paradise said that, and was about to leave, but was stopped again, and Little Red Riding Hood showed no intention of giving way.
"What do you want?"
Paradise asked.
Little Red Riding Hood said, "You don't have to buy my things. I'd rather take you to a place where you will be willing to buy them."
Le Yuan thought, who knows where you are taking me? I don't know anyone here. If I follow you, will I be able to come back alive?
Just as he was about to refuse, Little Red Riding Hood changed her mind and said, "Forget it. It's good enough that you are so generous and don't bother with me. I can't ask you to be merciful. If you don't want to, I won't force you. I'll leave now."
Instead, Leyuan stopped Little Red Riding Hood and said with a smile, "How can you just stop someone and say some nonsense and then walk away? Do you think I came here to be amused by you? I don't want to let you go just like that."
As he spoke, he looked at the waiter and asked, "Can anyone come into the hotel?"
The waiter shook his head quickly: "No, no, please don't misunderstand, this child must have sneaked in through the back door behind the kitchen, or climbed in through the trash can. We don't allow such people to come in. If the guests are dissatisfied with it, I will chase it away! I will let it leave the hotel!"
Leyuan said, "No hurry, I have two more questions to ask."
The waiter nodded and paused.
Little Red Riding Hood looked at the park nervously and asked, "What do you want?"
She hugged herself and said, "I will not give you my body."
Leyuan sneered: "What do I need that thing for? It's useless."
You can't eat it. Besides, there's food on the table next to you. Why do you want it? Forget it. You don't look delicious. There's no need.
The way of thinking about the park has been led astray by the waiters. The waiters say that everything is edible. Now everything I see in the park seems to be edible.
But he wasn't that hungry, so he didn't care much about it. Little Red Riding Hood could see it, but it was of little use because she couldn't escape from here because the waiter was watching her.
Little Red Riding Hood may not care whether the park gives her money or not, but she cannot ignore the waiters, because the waiters are here all the time. If Little Red Riding Hood wants to come again next time, she must make sure that she will not be put on the special list by the waiters as a key observation object. It is said that the people put on the list by the waiters are either guests or ingredients. Little Red Riding Hood has no money to be a guest, so she can only be an ingredient.
She doesn't want to be an ingredient yet.
Paradise looked at Little Red Riding Hood and asked, "Are you just here to sell things?"
Little Red Riding Hood nodded shyly.
Paradise asked: "Why did you pick me?"
Little Red Riding Hood said timidly, "Because this is your first time here, everyone else has seen me before."
Leyuan thought about it and decided that this was not the reason why you were looking for me.
However, it made sense, so Rakuten didn't ask any further questions and instead asked, "Do you come here every day?"
Little Red Riding Hood shook her head: "No, I don't come here every day."
Seeing that there was nothing more to ask, Leyuan let her go and warned her: "Don't come here and cause trouble."
Little Red Riding Hood nodded and thought, I'm not causing any trouble. I just want a little money. You don't have to give it to me. How can you say that to me?
She jumped up and down and was about to run away.
Paradise asked the waiter, "Can she eat?"
The waiter nodded and asked with a smile: "Do you want any new ingredients?"
He killed Little Red Riding Hood in one fell swoop, and holding the bloody corpse, he asked with a smile, "What should I do with it?"
Leyuan asked: "Is it really edible?"
The waiter nodded.
Paradise asked: "How do you usually eat?"
The waiter smiled and said, "It depends on the customer's choice and preference. We generally do not interfere."
Leyuan sat back down: "Then you can do whatever you want with it and bring it over to him to eat."
The "he" here refers to one person only.
The waiter glanced at No. 1, nodded to indicate that he understood, and turned to leave.
Leyuan asked again: "Isn't this a human?"
The waiter nodded and lifted the head of the corpse to show Leyuan. It was a pale, bloodless face, which looked very pale, as pale as if plaster had turned into a person. But the clothes were bright red, and so was the hat. The bright red hat looked as if it had just been stained with blood. The hat soaked with blood was brighter and more rosy than before, like the shy cheeks of a little girl.
The plush ball on the top of the hat was pretending to be dead, with a small pink tongue sticking out. It looked like something made of ordinary, low-quality toy fabric, nothing special about it, but looking at its eyeballs, you could tell it wasn't dead yet.
Anyway, it wasn't Leyuan who was responsible for the slaughter, so Leyuan sat calmly on the chair and said to the waiter, "I want it to be cooked a little better, preferably soft, chewy and sticky. Do you understand what I mean?"
The waiter nodded and smiled, "The hotel's service has always been very good. I understand what you mean. The free-range ingredients here are very delicious. Please rest assured and trust the chef's cooking skills."
Leyuan nodded: "Then go ahead."
The waiter responded with an overly enthusiastic, creepy, inhuman, toy-like smile, nodded, turned and left, blood all the way. The blood was dripping from the wounds of the corpse in the waiter's hands, like the neck of a rooster that was strangled to death, drooping in the air, and many bumps fell from it as it swayed.
The ground quickly swelled up and many red bumps grew on it, as if the floor also had a skin disease.
Looks like a serious illness.
A man in a blue and white striped uniform came up.
In his hand was a wooden mop, under the mop was a pile of messy black hair, in the hair were smelly black socks, in the socks were sewn a fist-like chest pad, on which were two human eyes, which shyly hid when being seen.
Although the structure is very complicated, at first glance, under the mop stick is a pile of tattered, smelly rag-like things in blue, yellow, red and white. The stench it emits is similar to the feeling of having just passed through a sewer and poked through a trash can. There are even pink and white gum balls and disgusting translucent silk socks mixed in. The socks are folded and seem to be black silk.
Number One really couldn't eat anymore and started retching, because he knew he couldn't vomit here, otherwise he wouldn't be able to leave the hotel today. After all, he had a meal at the reception desk on the first floor. Even if it was an ordinary meal outside, here, that kind of food was already a very good meal. He thought, I can't vomit.
What a waste.
He swallowed back the vomit that had already flowed into his esophagus, and the rotten food returned to his stomach along with the sour and smelly gastric juice. A mixed smell of sewer and disinfectant diffused in No. 1's mouth. He thought to himself with tears in his eyes, if anyone persuades me to go out on a blind date next time, I will open my mouth and scare them so that they will back off. But now, I don't even need to think of a reason.
You just need to explain that you don't want to go out, because your current physical condition is the best reason for you to fulfill your wish.
He can rot.
In this sense, this is a good thing.
The nausea returned.
Number One frowned, poured a cup of tea and prepared to rinse his mouth. At first he had no intention of drinking it, nor of swallowing it, and even of seeing the tea worms swimming happily around in the cup. However, he found that a tea worm fell out and landed in his cup.
He paused, trying to overcome his psychological barrier. After all, he had already poured out the water, and he couldn't pour it back, as that would be very rude.
In this brief moment, the tea worms seemed to sense his thoughts, and they squirmed in his cup for a while, then turned into a ball and began to reproduce. A large mass of green moss-like thing suddenly grew at the bottom of the cup. In the blink of an eye, No. 1 saw that the green color at the bottom of the cup turned into light brown, which meant that those were the descendants of the first tea worm that accidentally fell into the cup.
Number One didn't want to watch anymore, so he raised his hand with a fearless attitude, put the cup to his lips, opened his mouth, and drank it all. He didn't want to think about what he drank and ate. He only thought, I want to go home. If I can't go home, nothing will count. If I go home, I can do anything, anything is fine. I want to go home alive, all of this is worth it.
His thoughts were nothing more than self-deception, but he had already tried so hard to deceive himself in his heart, and there was no need for anyone to expose him. Moreover, he did not say it out loud. This matter itself had the possibility of being exposed, but without the soil, it would just take its course.
He thought this was great. It was usually difficult for a person to deceive others, but it was easy to deceive oneself. This was great. Number One successfully carried out a process of self-deception, and a long-lost relaxed smile appeared on his face.
The pale color of his lips was gradually returning to normal, even turning a little bright red, like the color of a vampire's eyes seeing his prey after reviving.
I have to say, at this moment, he actually looks much better than before, which is a bit strange. However, this state is definitely more suitable for him to survive here for a period of time than the previous state. However, too much is too little, and this state may make him slide all the way down to the point where he will perfectly adapt to the life here and become a resident here as if he will fly up in the next moment.
Becoming a resident here might be the end he doesn't want to see, but by then, he might not want to think of anything else.
Jongin glanced at him for a moment, then looked away. It was not good to meddle in other people's business, so Jongin didn't plan to say anything more.
Unless Number One comes to him for help, he will consider doing something. If not, then there is no need.
Jongin looked at the park quietly.
Leyuan was looking at the food on the table when a little boy came over. He looked not tall, and was wearing a plaid shirt and black-framed glasses, which made him look very heavy. Although he was not very old or big, he looked old. It was a temperamental problem and a contradiction that could be felt as long as he stood here.
"Big brother," the little boy pulled on Paradise's clothes and asked, "Can I tell you a story in exchange for money?"
Paradise said, "That depends on your story."
The little boy smiled and said, "I think it's good. I want money. I can tell you a story. Can you give me money?"
Le Yuan said, "No, because I have no money."
The little boy said sullenly, "You are lying. I clearly saw that you have money. It is in your pocket. There is also a huge golden and red bag full of money. The people around you don't have as much money as you."
Leyuan pulled back his clothes and said, "Maybe. But I don't want to give you the money. Do you understand?"
The little boy shook his head in confusion: "I don't understand."
Paradise said: "If you don't understand, go find the answer, and come back when you understand."
The little boy nodded doubtfully and was tricked into leaving.
But he came back soon, this time with a book.
"I thought you were gone."
Leyuan was pulled a little, and when he came to his senses, he looked to the side, and saw the little boy approaching again, feeling a little impatient.
The little boy smiled and showed the thing in his hand to Leyuan, but Leyuan didn't know what it was, but he didn't ask. The little boy couldn't wait to say to Leyuan: "Look, this is the storybook. I guarantee you've never heard of it."
Leyuan said, "I have no money anyway, so you can say whatever you want."
Just think of it as a background board, with the narration story audio inside the background board.
At worst, you can just treat it as the sound of a sparrow chirping on the branch outside the window. It will be the same if you try to ignore it.
The little boy pulled the amusement park and said, "Look at me. I'm the one who's going to tell you a story! Can you show a little more respect to the storyteller?"
Leyuan said, "I don't have that kind of thing here. If you want it, you can look for it somewhere else. Anyway, I don't have it here."
The little boy gave up asking for respect from the amusement park and said, "Then I'm going to start telling a story. Listen carefully, this is a very close true story -
A woman fell in love with a man. The man made the woman pregnant, but told the woman that it was not her he liked, but her friend, a classmate who went to school with her. Her beauty made him unable to control himself. So, after the woman got angry, the man went to find the woman's classmate. The classmate was shocked and refused at first, but later changed his attitude and felt that it was not impossible.
The two people were together. The woman cleaned the man's house and took care of his daily life for a while. Seeing that the man liked painting but was frustrated, she introduced him to her father. The woman's father was rich and powerful. The man knew at first sight that this man could be his benefactor, so he tried to please him in every way, got his recognition, and asked him to help him sell his paintings.
The father-in-law held an art exhibition for the man, and all the paintings in the exhibition were sold. The man was very happy. While drinking that night, he met his ex-girlfriend's brother.
In front of him, the brother burned all the paintings he had bought. The man went crazy and the brother left with satisfaction.
The man married his second girlfriend. His girlfriend took care of him every day, but he was not satisfied because he could not paint satisfactory works. Moreover, what he painted now was worse than his previous works. He could not accept the reality and spent his days drinking. When he drank, he started to go crazy. His wife could not abandon him, so she continued to take care of him. When he woke up, he blamed himself, and when he was drunk, he cursed again.
He messed up everything.
He is like a completely rotten egg. When the shell is still there, you may think it is a good thing at first glance, but you will know it is not right if you take a closer look. You will know it stinks if you smell it closely. If it is broken, there will be a pile of rotten things inside, and it would have rotted long ago, with no chance of recovery.
The wife was driven away by the man, and other people advised the man to be nicer to his wife, but he didn't listen. Other people then advised him not to hit or swear at his wife, but he still didn't listen. He was so angry that his ex-girlfriend gave birth to a son prematurely. No one knew who the father of the child was, and they all thought it was the son of another man around his ex-girlfriend.
Because a person who was passing by heard this and casually said that if he did the same thing, because no matter who the child's father is, the child belongs to the mother, after all, he is a part of the mother. The man thought this was too disgusting and punched the person. A group of people started fighting, and in the end it was the ex-girlfriend who came to save him with the child and his wife.
Also present were the ex-girlfriend's brother and other boyfriends.
A group of people surrounded the man. Unable to stand the contemptuous gaze, he ran back home, closed the door, and didn't want to pay attention to the people outside.
The wife couldn't wait for him to open the door and went home. The others waited outside for a while, but when they didn't see her, they left too. The yard became quiet and there was no one left. It was dark. The man opened the door and looked out, but there was nothing there. He was hit on the face by a mosquito and he was so scared that he slapped his face, which turned red instantly.
He closed the door unhappily, went back into the house, and lay down on the bed to rest.
During the break, his mind was full of thoughts: they all ignored me, they didn't understand me, they couldn't be considered my friends, I had misjudged them before, they also humiliated me, humiliated my art, especially my paintings, this was simply unbearable, this was all their fault, I didn't want to have any contact with them anymore, it would be good for all of us.
He thought about this and gradually fell asleep. The next morning, someone came and knocked on the door. He opened the door and found that it was his wife and daughter in the country, as well as others.
All the other people who were outside the door yesterday were here, and my wife and daughter who were not outside the door yesterday were also here.
He asked puzzledly what happened.
The ex-girlfriend sneered, "So you don't know what happened?" "Okay. Let me tell you, this is your wife, this is your daughter, she's already eleven years old, you know that, right? You ungrateful bastard! If it weren't for your wife, your parents would be left alone in the countryside, and you wouldn't have a daughter. Not only do you not go home, you're also going crazy outside? Damn thing!"
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