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... , It's still only four in the morning.
While most, if not all, of the other commoners are still deep asleep in their room, I am already busying myself working on the farm.
But thankfully, I'm not alone. Grace was crouching on the ground near my farm, and then she waved a piece of white bread - something that I crafted - toward my face questioningly.
"... Walson, no breakfast?"
White Bread (in all shapes and forms, be it toast or bagel or whatever) was a daily comm ...
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