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“What are you getting?” he asks, finally looking up, his voice soft like we’re sharing something intimate. “I don’t know,” I say, flipping the menu shut. “Maybe the arsenic.” He blinks, his expression wobbling somewhere between confusion and unease. “What?”
“You ever eat a person?” I ask, cutting him off mid-sentence. His head jerks up, his mouth half-open. “What?”
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