The Hollow Herd

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The Hollow Herd

The Chicago slaughterhouse smelled the way it always did in November—blood and lye and the sweet copper scent of breath in cold air. Jack Moran leaned against the brick wall of Yard 7 and watched Old Bones the牛 stand in the holding pen, chewing slowly, as though he had all the time in the world and knew something Jack didn't. Old Bones was a牛 of considerable age, past his prime for slaughter....

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