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Fish and Chips

Fish and Chips with salt and vinegar make my mouth water. Mushy peas---slice of buttered bread, and I’m in heaven. Gobbling chirpy chips and fresh fried fish---a relish of gooey batter. Green peas make my heart flutter as I stutter in culinary haven. In Yorkshire in a fish and chip shop, I found my addiction To that savoury delight, which fills my belly with greasy loveliness. That plate gives me endless joy in my affliction. All anxieties dissolve midst jurisprudence and law's dizziness.

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