a strong wind was blowing off the sea. It looked as gloomy as I felt. There was no hope left, the only feeling was hunger, and the only emotion was the fear of lost innocence as I realized there could be no escape from my first oyster. 8 "Coul d I have some fi sh and chi ps ?" I asked hopefully, suddenly feeling homesick for my favourite dish. Text 9 "Certainly not! They don't serve fish and chips here, only the very best seafood in the whole region . You won't taste finer anywhere for miles around," he replied, pouring himself another glass of wine. "Now, plaining , try one oyster for me, then you can have something nice and easy to eat, maybe some prawns with bread and butter," he suggested, striking a note promise for the first time during the whole meal. Text
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