I am in the queue for lunch. This time I am third person. When the teacher lets us in and a war seemed to start: people trying to push in, teacher passing by... I am lucky and I get in. When I get served I realise that there is plastic. Yes, you've read it well, plastic. I thought there was meat but there is pure plastic with "meat" flavour. I finish quickly but I feel like if I had a plastic factory inside.
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A boring class day
Historia CortaWhat its really like Pd: this story may not be reproduced, distributed or copied without the authorisation of his author. This story is pure fiction. Any similarities with real life are pure coincidence. Cover by AMAZON KDP.
