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The Cow Whisperer
The Cow Whisperer
Today, as an old family friend pulled up to say hello, I found myself doing a little mental exercise. He was wearing the same red shirt I last saw him in 10 years ago, riding the same rusty old motorbike with its sidecar. I imagined plucking him right out of this scene and dropping him…

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