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I bought my daughter (aged 5 at the time) a chicken sandwich at our riverside precinct, Southbank, one Sunday. She was half way through it when I noticed a couple of maggots wriggling in the chicken. Needless to say, I was absolutely mortified.
I stormed back into the sandwich place, and throwing it down on the counter, said in my loudest indignant voice, "There are maggots in this chicken sandwich!" It was amusing to see the rather crowded shop become scarce with customers quite quickly.
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