Don't eat your neighbor's meat
>On the first day I moved into my new apartment, I found a note in the drawer: "Don't trust your neighbors, they are eating people."
>I scoffed until a pot of fragrant braised pork was delivered to the door.
>"Try it, it's a tradition in our building," the neighbor said with a smile, "Everyone eats this."
>The meat melts in your mouth and is the most delicious meat I have ever tasted.
>My stomach was churning late at night, and I rushed into the bathroom to vomit.
>Under the light, a severed finger wearing a diamond ring was clearly mixed in the vomit.
>The doorbell rang suddenly.
