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Meat-lovin is in my pedigree, my grandfather was a butcher 
I currently live in the building that used to house his butcher-shop. My basement is littered with meat-cutting equipment (knives, scales, cutting blocks, meat scales, etc.). It's a little creepy because most of the equipment has rusted and there is a thick layer of dust mixed with blood covering the room. Maybe I'll post some pictars when I get home (to the house haunted by the souls of a thousand cows!).
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"It's mercifully over. But a new phenomenon has taken hold. I recognize it: feelings. Now that they're back, even overcompensating, I never want to lose them again. Bitterness, anger, jealousy, sadness: They all make me happy."
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