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He Gets To Eat

- a Gastronomic Quest, grocery list, and journal of meals

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Day 1 - March 15 (42.162N, 89.845W)

MUST GET HEART!

Woke up feelin' like crap. Mouthful a' dust, dry as a bad well and tastin' a rotten turdstools. Hungry enough to drag m'self out an' scrounge, though.

Scrounge, heyll. Nothin' but the best.

Sniffed out a young buck pissin' in the dirt beside his wheels. I plunged a hand b'twixt his ribs, grasped that flutterin' heart and ripped my prize free with a schlurp. The buck fell twisting while his stunned eyes watched me stuff the steamy fistful inter my jaws.

Ohhh, it was juicy, tender and almost effervescent. I felt so much better after that fine breakfast. I oughta have one every day.

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