watching the ducks be held by their wings and carried to the area covered in blood, an axe waiting to cut. i got the worst feeling. i ran inside to ignore it, but as i walked past the window, i saw the axe be lifted and then the last sound that duck will ever make. blood ran down the post. the head fell to the ground. i ran to the bathroom and threw up. that duck is an innocent living being. and you kill them just to feed yourself. you're selfish and this is exactly why i'm a vegetarian.
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