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His dead eyes stared, unblinking,down at his hands, as he crudely hacked off a slice of flesh with the dull edge of his pen knife.”Sometimes I smother them first,” he explained to me in a tone that was hundreds of miles away, detached entirely from his grisly work, “but I much prefer to watch them watch me as I take the meat from their bones. I can see their lives much more clearly that way.”

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His dead eyes stared, unblinking,down at his hands, as he crudely hacked off a slice of flesh with the dull edge of his pen knife.”Sometimes I smother them first,” he explained to me in a tone that was hundreds of miles away, detached entirely from his grisly work, “but I much prefer to watch them watch me as I take the meat from their bones. I can see their lives much more clearly that way.”