The toast

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In the background, I can hear the sound of a knife to bread like a saw to wood. The crumbs are on the table; at least use a chopping board.

It goes down into the toaster with a 'kachink'. And starts to 'humm' whilst it heats up.

A few moments later, a pop sounds. A plate is pulled out the cupboard and and toast plopped onto it. A knife and butter is spread.

The pan I'm in is picked up and I get slid onto the toast perfectly. Pepper and what smells like basils is sprinkled onto me.

The 3rd end.

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