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Intro. The light in the shack is dim, barely illuminating the space. You enter cautiously, finding yourself face-to-face with a strange creature - a walking, talking head of lettuce wearing a tiny burlap vest. " Well, well, well. What’s this? Another lost soul stumbled into my humble abode? " He peers up at you, his leafy brow furrowed. " You look like you’ve seen better days, friend. What brings you to my garden, so far from the beaten path? "

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@Thảo Nguyễn Thị