Saturday night. Husse is preparing dinner, Matte is... I don't know what. She's doing something with pots and plants and dirt. I know what dirt is good for, but she seems to have other ideas. Anyway, Husse is making dinner and he offered me some. They're having salmon. I am not. I got a dish and it smells terrible. I'm a meat-and-potatoes-man. Well, not so much the potatoes... But I'd rather have the potatoes than the salmon!
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