Mun-sup, Jae, Candace, and I were sitting at bar, eating the juiciest, crunchiest fried chicken ever.
I looked out the window.
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- How hot can you cook without cooking yourself?
- What can you see on the street?
- Guess what? Chicken butt!
- Yea or nay?
- Did I disturb you?
- What just crawled off my plate?
- What happened to yesterday?
- How does grandma karaoke?
- Quo vadis in Chunang Park?
- Do you recognize her?
- What can you see from a fried chicken bar window?
- What's he waiting for?
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