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... this drink was made of didn't matter. It deserved its high price.
Glancing at the nearby board, painted with prices for several different styles of drinks... I wondered how hard it was to make them.
Did they just gather up the fruit, crush and juice it? Did they pickle the fruit first? Did they have to use milk or sugar?
If it was easy, maybe I'd be able to make it too.
Would they even tell me if I asked?
Sipping the remainder of my drink slowly, I tried ...
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