He could fly, she could cook or let’s say, she could fly, he could cook. Doesn’t matter, take your pick. One may wonder, these two virtues, if we may say so, are rather in odds with each other. Flying, here we are referring to the brave act of flight as a bird would perform not the act of sitting in a chair and pressing some buttons, need not to be disturbed by gastronomical desires. But like a bird one would get hungry, eventually. Knowing how to cook can come in handy.
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