“Run Like Hell! by Charles R.

"The smell of cooking meat hit my nostrils. Was that food I smelled or was it me being slowly cooked by the burning crockery?"

"The smell of cooking meat hit my nostrils. Was that food I smelled or was it me being slowly cooked by the burning crockery?"

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