Caged:

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Caged: Large groups of cattle create a hard to forget aroma that smells like nothing else. Once the herd reaches over twenty thousand, the stench can travel for miles, tens of miles in the right steady wind. A full range of octaves of mooing, grunting, bellowing, and snorting cattle make an excellent mask to cover the screams and moans of others. Smells and sound can work their way into dreams. Doyle dreamed he was in a stampede, cattle jumping over him, trampling his body, and kicking his head. He cracked his right eye open and realized his head felt like it would fall off his shoulders, and he was slightly relieved to find sunlight filter in through high windows. At least we’re above ground. The surrounding sounds became more evident and readily discernible from the din cattle made. He

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