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I am just about ready in time for breakfast (which stops at 9). I order fried eggs and bread from the menu and the eggs arrive with two sausages laid across them. Via hand gestures and head shakes I manage to communicate that I do not want sausages. The eggs are taken away and returned, with two dents that are suspiciously sausage-shaped. I am starving though, after only eating rice and salad ...
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