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My second husband drew my attention to himself for the first time with a story about how he and his friends wanted zucchini in the winter. And there were no zucchini. Then they took a cactus from the window, cleaned it and fried it. Nothing, he says, it looks a bit like a zucchini, only the grandmother is upset.
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