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  3. When I was overjoyed to find the Vietnamese villagers with whom I shared a near-weeklong isolation without much chow had made for me some rice pudding – with raisins, too! – I felt truly blessed. I even learned to like nuoc mahm (fermented sardine-like fish) sauce and they did not like “ham-n-mutthas” Ham and Limas from a C-Ration Can.). Then, I notice, good sir, the some of the “raisins” were moving. Looking closer I saw wings. Oh, well. Protein is protein. E. E. Van Vogt short Si-Fi novel posits a rational libertarian world where if you would not work you eat processed insect free food. I liked the wings. Crunchy.

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