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“The goose was caught and put into some reverse cone collar like
object out of steel that was serving the function of restraining blood
splatter. The animal knew that this day was different from the days
before, as being caught hadn’t been part of daily life experience so
far. I remember myself being absent while the goose’s nervous
system was celebrating its body once more, but still recognizing
their last intimate dance from the corner of my eyes. Even though
they were distorted by salty waters and my voice had left the scene.
[…]”