Freedom Peanuts

A Cryptic Short Story

Paul Lawrie had booked the last plane to Dubai and settled into his seat.

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The Flight Attendant approached. Would you like some Freedom Peanuts?

“lajrekjk;rjejrkej ;jaksjrf 🙂”.

I’ll take that as a yes.

Flight Attendant doled out two packets of peanuts into his grimy hands.

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