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It was a difficult decision. It always was. Picking out that fresh lobster from the crate was one of the most important aspects of the meal. As I put my hand into that icy, cold, and slimy water, I pulled out a big one. Its hard shell was smooth and slippery and his little antennae tickled my arm. Then, with a gust of the wind, I was ready to puke. The excruciating aroma was like a dump. But I knew it was going to be tasty, and I did not care. While its legs rubbed against my hand and the tail splashed water on my face, I handed him over to the lady. She then proceeded to toss him into the boiling water. Whoosh... I could almost taste the meat in my mouth now and my patience soon became limited.
Approximate Word count = 549
Approximate Pages = 2.2
(250 words per page double spaced)
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