Warm memories, I find something to eat to anger. I went to the Culinary Festival at the Iban longhouse. It’s called a festival for majesty, but it’s actually just a long table filled with food. I immediately noticed a plate full of deep fried worms. Seeing my pale face, the shopkeeper immediately knew I was a tourist. Yoga december girl the fire of a lioness poster. This is a traditional Iban dish, she explained to me. She said this animal was edible, then carried me a deep bucket. He urged Try it. Seeing the large, white, plump, and writhing worms writhing in the lump of coir, I didn’t need to put them in my mouth, but I saw mucus in my throat. I tried to swallow my saliva, faltering. Well, fry for me.
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