[And Ling will keep his word and start eating this gray shit, which isn't the worst thing he's ever done but it feels like it right now.
There is no change. Every so often he catches her eye and shakes his head, looking more tragic each time. Briefly, he thinks a grape might really be a grape, but it's just wetter clay garbage. Aaaaa...]
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There is no change. Every so often he catches her eye and shakes his head, looking more tragic each time. Briefly, he thinks a grape might really be a grape, but it's just wetter clay garbage. Aaaaa...]