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For Christmas we went with our good friend Winslow to Sri Lanka to get a tan, and get away from the shopping frenzy.
Piggies:
On the way out we passed a pig pen. The pigs were getting fed, but it sounded like they were all being slaughtered. These birds must be scavengers, waiting for the pigs to finish. From the noise, I don't think there's going to be much left.
A quick glimpse of the pigs is all we got.
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