The new pen

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One of the piglets:

I manage to catch a glance of my mother as I get dragged away from her and have a feeling it will be the last time I see her. We all end up getting shoved into a concrete and metal pen quite similar to the last one I was in but bigger and there's way more of us piglets which seem to be either dead or slowly dying I hope this isn't going to happen to me.

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