my prof's housemate, in a market in china, came upon a pen of kittens. she played delightedly with them for a good long while before finally giving in, calling the stall owner over and pointing to the one she wanted. whereupon in one fluid motion, the stall owner reached into the pen, broke the kitten's neck, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to my prof's housemate to take home.
in other news, it rained all day today, and my shoes are sodden.
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