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The calf needs to suckle milk. The farmer wants to sell it. The farmer has a sharp knife and a captive bolt gun. The calf has wobbly legs and wide set innocent eyes. We get the milk and the calf gets slaughtered.
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Mar 24, 2019
Mar 24, 2019 at 7:01 PM UTC
Milk