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Ray looked out at his pastures—the few that weren’t paved. “We tried group housing once. Sows fight. They bite each other’s ears, crush each other’s piglets. Mortality went up twenty percent. You tell me what’s more humane—a tight space or a dead piglet?”

A massive double-decker livestock trailer was backed up to the loading dock. Men in blue coats were hosing down a ramp slick with dark liquid. From inside the shed came a sound she couldn’t place at first—a high, rhythmic screaming. Not machinery. Pigs. Ray looked out at his pastures—the few that

Rows of narrow metal stalls, each one barely wider than the animal inside. Sows lay on their sides, unable to turn around, unable to stand fully. Their legs were splayed on slatted concrete floors. Some had raw, bloody sores on their shoulders. One chewed endlessly at the empty air—a repetitive, vacant motion, like a broken clock. They bite each other’s ears, crush each other’s piglets

A man appeared beside her. “You lost, miss?” Men in blue coats were hosing down a

That night, she cooked lentils. Her husband didn’t complain. And in the morning, she drove past the turn to Sunrise Pork Co.—not to avoid it, but to keep a promise she’d made to herself.