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Smiling as I read your reply. I didn’t want to offend vegetarian readers, so I left the smell vague. But in my head it was roasted pig, like at a London market. Funny thing is, this little poem came to me before I saw your comment, and it kinda answers:

writers write

dancers dance

friends connect

find your community

I discovered dance by accident and have found deep connections withib small, safe containers. Looks like I'm starting to find a writers community here, also unexpectedly;)

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Loved the opening scene — I could practically smell the food cooking in the open air. Such a great concept, backed by science and history. So true.

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