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Thirteen

"Mom, haven't you cooked another dish? " he asked.

"No, son." Mother replied.

"Don’t mind me, Zander. I eat whatever is on the table. I am not picky about food. I'm used to eating simple, home-cooked food." Don Augusto said.

He did not say a word but continued to eat. Don Augusto caught his at...

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