This story reminds me of my second grade field trip growing up in North Dakota, when they took us to the slaughterhouse to see where steaks came from. We literally followed a live cow in, watched them kill, skin and process it...of course, it was nothing most of us hadn't seen before. Still, thinking about it today it seems a little traumatic. :)

Kudos to The Obscure Store for this story.

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