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[getjackedup]

The festival was cute. Nice little distraction for all of us who got dropped here out of nowhere.

We’re stuck here and have to get used to it. Sure. But who knows the best place to check out fresh foods and spices? I need samples. May as well be eating whatever they give me blindfolded until I know what’s in it. They could be feeding us alien donkey balls for all we know.

Just because we’re stuck in another world doesn’t mean we have to eat like heathens.

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[getjackedup]

[And here comes the real deal.]

I can figure out what's worth eating and what ain't worth the paper it's wrapped in on my own, but I want to see the source first. Which is why I asked about the shopping around here. Markets, orchards, butcheries, free range farms, all that jazz.

[smokedout]

and you're gonna trust whatever you see on the outside?
i'm talking about looking through their records, figuring out what's getting fed what and where they ship it out to, how good the backstage looks where the customers don't get to see.
gotta make sure they're not just keeping up appearances, right?

[What can he say, he just loves sticking his nose in other people's business.]

[getjackedup]

[Is this dude for real? Real salesman over here.]

Nah bruh. I can handle that just fine. I got a nose for good ingredients. Don't need nobody else looking at them for me. If you know where some stops are I'd be grateful but I can assess all by myself.

[smokedout]

suit yourself. let me know if you wanna go deeper into the rabbit hole.

[He can't see the man doesn't have enough paranoia to work in a deal, so he'll let it go for now.]

[getjackedup]

[He resists the urge to go "burrow," despite the fact he knows that's not even the origin of the phrase. Irrational gut reactions are so much easier to hide with text.]

if i ended up growing tentacles or a few more eyes, i'll hit you up.