"Is very bad, bad chicken cutlet. Is tough and tasteless. I can't eat it. How do they serve this cutlet?"
"The tourists eat this cutlet."
"Hypothermia, hypoglycemia, I don't know, something like that."
"I tell you. He has no idea, but you, you are like me. You know how to make things."
Large lady in bathing suit embracing child in salty, sandy, sentimental hug.
"Remember me, OK?"
"But Grandma, I'll see see you tomorrow!"
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