Looking up at the slatted menu, The Burger Prince smiles wide enough to lift his puffy cheeks to his set, beady eyes. His gums make the disquieting sounds of moving saliva. His pupils seem to dilate in the fluorescent glow of the restaurant.
"My god," he thinks. "I have so much to choose from."
"God bless freedom. God bless choice. I'll have one of everything."
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