I was just wrapping up my week at school, putting away the last of my textbooks, when a little girl I'd never seen before ran up to me and handed me what I thought was a piece of garlic bread. I've been told time and time again that it is impolite to refuse gifts here, and I was starving, so I accepted. A couple bites in I thought I tasted something I haven't tasted in years. Upon closer inspection my doubt fully rose.
Yep, it was bacon. Tiny little flakes of bacon.
I've got to stop accepting food from strangers.
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