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... and half expected to hear it again, but he never thought that Abbé Mia would be the first to utter them in his face.
“Well, that’s not necessarily true, you know.” Mike smiled, shaking his head. Who would have thought that a split in taste would appear in his restaurant even before a single [Beancurd] was sold. Still, he did not force Abbé Mia to a try the other dish. Instead, he sat down opposite her and brought the [Savoury Beancurd] closer to himself.
The condiments were made ...
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