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You wouldn’t like it, either…

Imagine that you stand helpless in the midst of brutal carnage. The bodies of the broken and dead lie at your feet. Motionless, you must stand, with a pile hacked and torn limbs, sloshed around you in every direction. Not cool, right?

So, the next time you walk past a tree and see wood chips piled around the trunk, maybe you’ll have some sympathy.

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