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... couple of days, almost everyone at home has gone yang, got to wear masks even inside...
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"Ah, this is the life!"
Bi Fang took a bite of meat, tenderloin nestled near the spine, often stretched, free of any sinew or fascia, making it exceptionally tender, a burst of flavor with each bite.
A hint of smoky aroma lingered before his lips and teeth, dispersing the slight chill of the savanna night.
The wooden bowl beside him now held water warmed to the perf ...
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