The Kitchen That Got Angry
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It was on an unremarkable Sunday afternoon in August that Mr. Leo Flinchfin, not for the first time in his life, came to be bored.
Housebound and alone, it was only ever on the final day of the week that the septuagenarian felt this way; when all the meaning in his life departed and his soul filled with emptiness.
On such days he would prowl the garden, armed with cutters and thumbs th…
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