“How about here? The lady I was chatting to on the plane said that if you’re not going to try food fresh from the sea, then there’s no point coming.”
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“It never would’ve worked.”
Ben whimpered on Wilfred’s shoulder, making it wet. Wilfred looked at Boniface in despair, making those his last words of consolation.
With great difficulty, Boni drowned any words that would’ve been unhelpful in the cheap liquor of The Jolly Green Man’s beer.
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