About In a German Pension
Bread soup was placed upon the table. Ah, said the Herr Rat, leaning upon the table as he peered into the tureen, that is what I need. My 'magen' has not been in order for several days. Bread soup, and just the right consistency. I am a good cook myself - he turned to me.
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