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From the pass, Remy watched Ego reach for a second lamb chop. He dipped his little chef’s hat, took a bow unseen, and went back to the stove.

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He took a bite. Then another. Then he set down his fork, removed his glasses, and spoke to the empty chair across from him. From the pass, Remy watched Ego reach for a second lamb chop