"Tell me... Isn't mine enough to satisfy you? You actually have to carry sausages with you?" He hugged me and cried loudly.
"I... I... Ah! That's right there... Well! Yes! I... Like this of you!" I moaned loudly, finally understanding what he meant.
"But..."
"It's different... Yours are mushrooms! Ah... Um!" I shouted sweetly: "I only want mushrooms... Not sausages!"
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