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"BBQ Chips" by sixthstop
The walls were blue, the household objects were blue, and he himself was a particularly prismatic and vibrant hue of imperial cyan. Totally not blue. Imperial cyan. However, the sealed, plastic packing case in front of him was red. Curiously red. In truth, Booh was not sure what to make of it. He had an extremely persistent penchant for peering at things that were blue, and the sudden arrival of a...

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