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Your hunger or their thirstDusk falls past present day. Children play, encaged. A soccer ball kicked, no longer in reach. Go get that ball. Go. Fetch. Follow that sound as arms pull and grab at you. Hear that crumple of paper moving and wrinkling with every step. There before you, slices of wheat from a whole, a loaf trapping each pig with silent threat. Each drop of water, a human being, closed, encircled by plastic. There and motionless, each eye glazed over with subtle unnerving realization. Choose. Your huYour hunger or their thirst
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