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“You know that you have to do your own schoolwork,” Martin says, uncomfortably. “And chores. The adversity sharpens your spirit!”

“I see,” says Jane.

“So if you’re having a potato pancake do them, we might have to eat him. That’s all I’m saying.”

“But if I made the potato pancake and feed it every day, isn’t its work a product of my labor?”

“Nope!”

Jane frowns at him. Then she sighs.

“Fine,” she says, weighed down by the burdens of living in an unjust universe. “I’ll do my own chores and homework.”

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