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Smiling, Mag shook his head. “You may find yourself wrong,” he said. Disagreement arose already, and among us… He didn’t want to argue with his waitress. He seated himself and picked up the savory tofu pudding.
He had chosen the sides according to his taste. On top of the white, tender tofu pudding were orange-red gravy, chopped zha cai, cilantro, green onion, mashed garlic, and some sesame oil. It was still steaming.
He spooned some into his mouth. ...
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