The squealing and grunting grew louder. The pigs stomped the ground with their hooves and, as dust rose through the air, banged their snouts against a metal grating. As the rattling and shrieks grew more insistent, Mildred Betancourth stepped aside. “I need to feed them,” she said. Moments later, a yellowish meal came streaming to […]
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