These are some weird chickens...
I run a non-profit.
I look into directly people’s eyes, from a modest distance. I make them feel feelings. I keep them growing hair.
I was hired by a man at the C.E.T.C.
He said to me: Mistress, look into these troubled roosters’ roasters, and make them softer, make them tumbly and eventually calm.
And I tried.
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