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The ride to the airport, the flight, and the trip from Jacksonville pass uneventfully. My injuries aren’t bothering me too much, likely due to the painkillers, but I’m not very talkative and thus get an earful of Hillary’s unfiltered propaganda. I now know how Bert became a pescatarian, or ovo-lacto vegetarian, or whatever my former meat-and-potatoes friend is nowadays. Hillary gives me a laundry list of problems that allegedly stem from eating meat, things that range from heart disease to cancer. If I give up red meat anytime soon, I’ll know whom to blame.
She also uses the opportunity to tell me about exotic pets—a topic she was about to launch into at the lab when Eugene interrupted her.
Apparently, there are people who are uneducated enough about wildlife and lack self-preservatio
