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... the point of oblivion, not even noticing that her daughter had come home half an hour later than usual.
Tomorrow, she needed to deliver pickles to the second batch of cooperating restaurants, and there were several different types to package. Besides, she had one batch of vegetables that hadn’t been pickled yet. She was working overtime, worrying the vegetables would lose their freshness and the taste wouldn’t be as good if left out too long.
The house was now cluttered with pots ...
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