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Vegetables
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In both, today, are turnips,
rotund orators, ventriloquists of the vanished.
I have cut into one and pondered
the inner brightness, made of almost nothing but being alive.
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Otoha picked up her spoon and took a bite. It was typical curry and tasted good. At first it seemed mild, but then it got spicier, with a unique aroma. I could really get to like this, she thought.
"It's good, isn't it?" Miami whispered.
"Sure is."
The carrots and onions cut in small cubes she recognized, but there was another vegetable, likewise stewed to translucency, she didn't. When she tasted it, it felt like it would easily fall apart.
"What is this?" Otoha asked. "This vegetable is so sof
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― Dinner at the Night Library
― Dinner at the Night Library
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