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... ul-draining taste of boiled carbohydrates. The rice tasted like air pretending to be food; the vegetables, like they had been punished for existing. Even the egg — the egg, of all things — was flavorless, as if someone had sucked out its will to live.
Avin sat there chewing with the kind of frown that could curdle milk. His face said everything: betrayal, suffering, disappointment — the trifecta of every bad meal ever eaten. Still, he forced the rice down because his body was starving, e ...
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