We were driven to a place called Market. A horrible place!
You are seperated from your family and shut in a tiny pen, a farmer pokes you to make you move forward if you cant be seen and backwards if you are to close to the bidders!
The bidders! A load of farmers yelling insults an praise at you so quickly its hard to tell wich was wich! With me it was mostly insults! I had thought I was quite large but next to the other pigs I looked a lot punier than I really was! Eventually I was boought by a farmer with a cruel face and a bag full of tasteless food!
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