I was walking around a very busy and vibrant market. I spoke to one stall and they said they would get what i was looking for. I followed them into the back - where there was a big butcher's kitchen. There was a very large, fat butcher, wearing a white apron and hat. He picked up a part of a pig carcas and put the limbs into a metal grinder. There was blood everywhere and i felt some specks of blood may have splashed onto me. I thought i need to go and wash it off. I then saw the butcher pick up the remaining part of the pig - its decapitated head!
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