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... he kitchen, and the smell of yellow mustard sauce is dancing. The pale yellow sunlight came in from the window and landed on the island-style countertop. The white milk in the bowl was filled with crispy cereal cereals, dotted with red and purple raspberries.
Rand squinted his head and sipped the Greek salad with yogurt and sweet oranges and mint leaves in the salad pot (not the one in Munster), and the phone was sandwiched between his shoulders and ears. Unlike the laid-back and warm atm ...
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