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What if Claus sold fried chicken in ancient Greece? Day one. Claus arrive in Greece with raw chicken, flour, oil, and a bronze pot. Philosophers are debating. Athletes training nearby in the dust. They eat figs and barley. Claus season the chicken and prepare it. Lower it into hot oil. The crackling sound cuts through conversation. The smell spreads through warm Mediterranean air. 20 men gather up and stare at Claus. Day two. Claus set up outside the Acropolis of Athens. People wait hours for Claus's meat. They start calling it Golden Bird. 30 athletes line up after training. Grease on their fingers. Silence while chewing. By nightfall, Claus have made a week's wage. Day three, things go downhill. Oil needs replacing. Chicken spoils in the heat. Half of Claus's stock wasted. Claus cross the countryside at sunrise. Strike a deal with a farmer outside the city walls. Fresh chicken and oil every morning. Week one. Socrates approaches Claus's stand. Claus decide he's going to teach him a lesson, but this time he doesn't ask a question. He just tries Claus's chicken and leaves. Claus call him a weirdo. He just walks away. Month six, the lines extend. Claus get called to make chicken for the emperor. He tries it with tears in his eyes. Claus get given a kitchen and workers. Claus reach peak ascension. Year 1. People all over the country have tried Claus meat. Claus didn't bring fried chicken to Greece. Claus brought them desire.

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What if Claus sold fried chicken in ancient Greece? Day one. Claus arrive in Greece with raw chicken, flour, oil, and a bronze pot. Philosophers are debating. Athletes training nearby in the dust. They eat figs and barley. Claus season the chicken and prepare it. Lower it into hot oil. The crackling sound cuts through conversation. The smell spreads through warm Mediterranean air. 20 men gather up and stare at Claus. Day two. Claus set up outside the Acropolis of Athens. People wait hours for Claus's meat. They start calling it Golden Bird. 30 athletes line up after training. Grease on their fingers. Silence while chewing. By nightfall, Claus have made a week's wage. Day three, things go downhill. Oil needs replacing. Chicken spoils in the heat. Half of Claus's stock wasted. Claus cross the countryside at sunrise. Strike a deal with a farmer outside the city walls. Fresh chicken and oil every morning. Week one. Socrates approaches Claus's stand. Claus decide he's going to teach him a lesson, but this time he doesn't ask a question. He just tries Claus's chicken and leaves. Claus call him a weirdo. He just walks away. Month six, the lines extend. Claus get called to make chicken for the emperor. He tries it with tears in his eyes. Claus get given a kitchen and workers. Claus reach peak ascension. Year 1. People all over the country have tried Claus meat. Claus didn't bring fried chicken to Greece. Claus brought them desire.
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