Day 2

2-Aug-13

Elvis and I are walking down a hill about 50 meters behind the school. I wrinkle up my nose at the pungent odor. “Now we are coming to the area where they do the slaughtering of the animals,” he informs me while pointing to a large patch of mud slightly darker than the rest. A short distance away, there is a man pulling a cow up the hill.

The cow does not seem happy.

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