Never, have I seen one from the store with a feather before, I did not return there (to the store) in anger, angst or start an internet war; I just sat down calmly and ate my breakfast egg as many times before; relishing the moment. It could have been a terrible ordeal? Yes, yet it was not, on the contrary it was delightfully rich, thick and salty experience, and delicious as never before. And outrageous as it would seem it was not the first, nor the last time that it will be seen. At the end of the morning, beginning and the day’s scheme – it would seem close to impossible for me to redeem the unimagined chick in proper esteem.
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