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๏ผ๏ผใใใใในใใใขใฉใฎไบบ้่ฆ่้ฒ
ๆฃฎใจๆฑ ใฎไบใใ็ฅใใชใใใฉใถใผใบใซใจใฃใฆใใขใฉใฎ่ฉฑใฏๅบๆฟใฎใใใพใใ ใฃใใ
ไนใ็ฉใฎไบใๅคใงใๆใใใๆบใกใฆใใไบใใใขใฉใซใฏใใใฌใผใใผใใจใใใใใใใฆ
โใใผใใใฃใใ
โใชใ ใใฆใฆใซ้ใๅบใ้้ใใ่ฑๅบใใฆใใไบโฆใ
ไธญใงใใใฉใถใผใบใฎ่ๅณใๅผใใใฎใฏใใซใฌใผใใจใใ้ฃใน็ฉใฎ่ฉฑใ ใ
ใใใฃใ ใผใใใกใใในใ ใใ ใใฎใใ ใใใใใฎ๏ผใ็ฎใ่ผใใใใกใใฝใณใซใใขใฉใฏ็ญใใใ
ใใใใใๆ็ฉใๆจใฎๅฎใ ใใใงใใใจใใใใใใ ใ๏ผใใฎไธใงไธ็ช ็พๅณใใ้ฃใน็ฉใโผใ
่ชๅใฎ็บใฎ่ฉฑใใใใใกใใใขใฉใฏๅฎถใจใใฌใผใใผใฎไบใๆใใใชใฃใฆใใพใฃใใ
ใใใฃใฑใ ใใใใๅธฐใใชใใใใใพใๅบไผใฃใใใ ใซใฌใผ้ฃใใใฆใใใ๏ผใใใใชโใ
่ถณๅใ่ปฝใ่ตฐใฃใฆใใใทใใผใใผใคโฆใจใฆใๆฟใไธๆฅใซใใฉใถใผใบใฏใใคใใใๆฉใๅบใซใคใใ
็ ใใซใใกใ้ใๅ
ๅผๅ
จๅกใใซใฌใผใฎๅณใซๆใใ้ฆณใใฆใใใ
29 Scorch In The Big City
The lake and the forest were all the Sobble Brothers had ever known. Scorch's stories sounded like something from a whole other world.
He told them more, about fast things on wheels, and glowing bulbs that lit up the night, and about his "trainer," and how he ran away from a strange doctor who tried to give him a "shot."
But what really stood out were his stories about something called "curry."
Their eyes lit up when he talked about that. "Is it more yummy than that stinky fruit?"
"It's better than any fruit or berry you could imagine! It's the best food there is!"
After a while, Scorch started to miss his house and his trainer.
"I'd better head back. If I ever see you again, let's all have curry together! See yaโ"
With that, the city boy ran off home. Exhausted from their busy day, the Sobble Brothers went to bed early.
That night, visions of curry danced in their heads.
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