Normally I don't like fish. I can't even stand the taste.
Ok, it is acceptable to look at. When it's alive. Swimming in the aquarium.
But don't let me eat it.
The fiddly structure makes me nervous. Too much detail.
The taste is too fishy. As if something is wrong.
And these damned eyes always seem to smile at you - while there is nothing funny. Only bloody serious things.
But still, I like this particular fish. Very much. It makes me light in the head. And it tastes so fresh. I wonder how it ended up on my plate, how it decided: 'Hey, let's go there'. There must have something, someone, intervening. Anyone?
But for now, forget that I've said something, because I am going to devote myself to my meal. And I don't wish to be disturbed.
After all, soon I'm expecting pay-back time.
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