Imagine finding yourself within reach, as this tiny snail has, of a feast of mouthwatering proportions which just happens to comprise your very favourite food.
How would you restrain yourself? Or wouldn’t you? At what point in your munching might your pause to consider this bounty origins?
What might the implications of such gluttony be?
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