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There are so many customers that you grill burgers until late at night. Day five. The business is already stable. You’ve hired two locals, and the stand runs like a machine. Socrates is still there. You walk up and hand him a burger. He eats it in 20 seconds, then wipes the satisfied smile off his face, looks at you calmly and says: “But I still prefer McDonald’s.” Before you can say anything, he quickly orders a Whopper combo to go, turns around, and walks away