Notes:Salivatrix/journal
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When I crash-landed on this planet, I got sick of eating only Hocotate noodles every day. This time is no different. We didn't have time to properly prepare some tasty provisions. I can't stop drooling when I look at this evocative object. Hungry explorers must learn to use their imagination in the absence of food.
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