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Skinning Rig July 19, 2010

There began a meaty stench in the air. Fresh blood followed, for when I crest the ridge I saw the logic to the slaughter. The beasts were twenty feet in the air hanging from angry hooks. There was the sound of tearing and cutting as stout men took the parts worth taking.
Skinning Rig

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