It's only when you pass thru farms as often as I do that you realise that they really are concentration camps for animals. The word 'farm' itself is wholly innocuous and conveys nothing of the horror that happens on it. I regularly hear howls and screaming from animals from nearby sheds when I pass through farms. Animals in fields generally look bored and sedated and afraid. And then there are the torture instruments lying around in the most unusual of places. Today, it was the 'general breaker', a supergun of terrifying proportions that is used to break various things including I imagine the land.
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