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                The kitchen smelled of rosemary and garlic, a symphony of rich spices steadily saturating the air. Greg stood on his tiptoes, straining every sinew in his tiny frame while reaching for the pots perched tauntingly high on the kitchen's topmost shelf. <br />
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                This wasn&rsquo;t Greg&rsquo;s own kitchen, for the simple reason that the <br />
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