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... itive Man
Han Cheng was on the verge of tears.
It wasn't that the chicken breast wasn't delicious or that the old primitive man refused to share it with him. The problem was his mouth a small slit that couldn't open or close.
The tantalizing aroma of the food he had longed for wafted near his nose, yet he couldn't get it into his mouth.
He strained to control his mouth, but the rest remained immobile except for a slightly movable tongue.
The old p ...
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