I came across this sign in one of my favorite eateries in the Flatiron District, The City Bakery.
This sign struck me as being sort of silly. Humanely raised before we slaughter you and slap you on a piece of bread with gruyere. Is part of the humane treatment to avoid humiliation by being paired with a pedestrian cheese like ordinary american?
Yes, this noise in my head is truly never ending.
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i could cry but i don't have time 