After Becoming an Astronaut, I Realized: The Spaceship Has a Refrigerator, but No Chopsticks
An astronaut discovers the perils of eating in space without proper utensils, leading to an increasingly desperate solution.
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For a moment, I thought about eating with my hands like pincers, but the food was far too hot for that.
Yet when hunger finally overtook me, I felt no shame whatsoever—survival had to come first.
After glancing around the surrounding cosmos to make sure no one was watching, I swallowed that star they call the Sun in a single bite.
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