So I've been calling these "goats" for two weeks (I can't believe my uncle didn't call me out) but they're sheep ... they still look like our goats to me but now that I've SEEN goats, I see that they're different. Anyway, herds of sheep walk the streets all day ... they're for sale. People pick one, tie a string around its leg or tie it up or load it on a cart and take it home to slaughter and eat. I've seen a few pretty rough images that I haven't taken snaps of ... it bothers me. I've had to look away and just keep reminding myself that it's food ... God knows what happens in U.S. slaughter houses, this just happens to be in public.
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