A Dead Body Eater, I Lived By One Once
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Imagine crying mammals, having their children
pulled away from them and soon after finding
out there were in a death camp and about to die,
for no reason other than, their ass skin makes nice purses
for the masses of mammal-hating, life-hating, psychologically
violent payers of blood money.
"Please butcher, make it real clean in a package with no blood"
"I hate that part, now how much do i owe you? "
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