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— What a mess, — the plate standing on the table in front of Cleona contained a portion of buckwheat porridge and a couple of slightly burnt cutlets. The girl listlessly poked at the plate with a fork, but couldn't bring herself to put any of it in her mouth.
— Come on, don't be like that. Food is food, no matter what it is. Someone grew it, harvested it, and prepared it; we should be grateful for such gifts of nature. — Yuisis cut off a piece of the cutlet with a knife, skewered it on a fork, and held it out to Cleona's mouth. — Now, say "a-a-a"...