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The cow rises with the dawn and begins to chomp the grass. Her child rises soon after, gamboling and eating in equal measure; a single activity. The commuter train flashes by the field, its rooms alive with ringing phones, glowing screens, professional insomniacs. The cows feast all day; the train passes twice.

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