Simply beautiful, sad word. So sad. Chicken by the many getting eaten. Yet, not for food. Yet, pigs eat cows, for tips about life. Cows never knew life was about living. They knew it was about food. Chicken on our plate was suddenly about green grass parks and work in the yard. Green and luscious. Luscious and real was life.
Sherman, Flom, Cyert
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