Honestly, i did son’t understand, but I nodded anyhow.

Honestly, i did son’t understand, but I nodded anyhow. Perhaps he had been raised in a orphanage? Or by wolves? Or by hamsters? Should be hamsters…they shop chewed food within their cheeks, appropriate? We ate in silence while I imagined an animated Disney scene where cute, anthropomorphized woodland animals sang to a young Antonio about the importance of rationing….

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