

I dunno how many layers of clothes he had on, but he looked really fat. He had fabric wrapped around his legs, covering all kinds of sores and stuff. He was in really, really bad shape.
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When it first came up, it didn’t smell that bad. But I guess I had unblocked this trapped capsule of stench that was suctioned out and hit me in the face.


OK. A dead horse that had been, like, lying out in the field for a long time.Where was this?
In Vermont, where I used to spend summers as a kid.Previously – What’s the Greatest Threat to Humanity?
