"Please, please somebody help me!"
The clam screamed to the cook, who did not noticed and opened the shelf killing it.
How was I supposed to be able to hear its pleading? How was I supposed to know its pain? Where its story began? Well, I may not know the answers to those questions, but I know how it ended. Twenty people fully satisfied with the clam and its similar taste. :)
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Besides the clam's pain, I complain now my own. My whole body is sore. The lunch at the restaurant was pretty crazy today, and we had to deal with three missing members of our team. But, at the end, everything was just fine.
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