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No, he is in Texas

and the price is CIF or FOB

❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ For the sake of a more complete understanding of this topic, let's use a short story... "I was born in a barn and my dearest mother - a cow, took very, very, very good care of me. She kept licking my head with her big and so warm tongue, I squealed a lot, a lot, a lot, I grew and became more and more every day bigger and stronger... I was always there with my mother in our dark barn and I was eagerly waiting for the day to be taken out into the sun and to freely, carefree and unbridled rhythm on the spacious grass full of intoxicating smells, to fly my strong and fast legs, and to be with my friends... That day could not come... There was also a good uncle who regularly brought us water, oats and hay. He is so good, he takes care of us. My mom and I him we fully believe and love him very much. One day he took my mother somewhere and she never came back. I believe that the good uncle, who loves me so much, feeds and feeds me with care, has taken my mother to a better place. Just wish her well and see you again as soon as possible. I can't wait to experience that day myself... Days passed and I grew bigger and stronger, the stable in which I was born became somehow narrow and small. I'm eating a lot and growing and I feel that the day is coming soon that my mom told me a lot about, as well as the good uncle who loves us... One fine warm and sunny day, I heard some unusual noise, similar to the day my mother was taken away. The good uncle came up to me, gently patted me on the back and put some kind of blanket over my head. I saw nothing, only darkness everywhere. He gently pulled me out of my stall. They led me to a platform (truck) that took me into the unknown. We stopped and I felt unusually strong, unpleasant, somewhat painful blows... Oops, they hurt my leg. I can't see anything and I feel terrible pain. I'm going to pass out... I feel a little better. Well, now it's good, and when that day comes I'll still be able to run and kick myself on the grass... They unloaded me and brought me to a place where there was a very, even unbearably strong smell of blood. I was very uncomfortable and the smell of blood bothered me a lot, a lot, a lot, because blood is life for the body and blood should be in the body. They removed the cloth from my head and I saw a completely unknown space, much brighter than my stable, where I lived until now. There were some people who looked at me somehow differently from Chikica, who had taken care of me until now. After a few moments I saw many people like me, some were lying motionless in the blood, they were not breathing anymore, some were waiting in the line where I was, and on all sides there were flayed skins and mountains of flesh, from which still dripping blood. I felt a strong fear. Oh, what is this, well this is not true and this should not exist at all. It shouldn't, but unfortunately it exists and it's not the world I know, the world I want to live in, it's not the world I belong to. Now I know that I will never see that day that I dreamed about so much, the day that my dear mother told me about, the day that I hoped for so much..., and then the tears flowed and washed my head..." We are talking about animals full of strength, full of life, completely healthy and so eager for life that was taken from them for no reason at all. There is no mercy for them in this place, and there is no mercy in all other places of this world, because literally all of us participate in it (some directly, some indirectly...) and we are all guilty. The fate of the beautiful young bull that we are talking about repeats itself every day all over the world, from day to day and unfortunately through all the centuries back it is exactly the same. All other kinds of innocent animals survive that fate, whose only mistake is to blindly trust humans. In China, which is a model of some kind of new world in the making (it will all be broken in a single hour), there are "advanced" farms, which are fully automated and where they are in the most miserable conditions (infinitely cramped space, no movement, lack of air, no light , everything is desperately dirty, unbearably hot in summer, too cold in winter...), literally trapped whole species of poor animals - camels, cats, dogs, chickens, crocodiles, snakes, deer, pigs, frogs... Everything has been digitized and the whole the production process is completely contaminated, from the "egg" all the way to the impeccably packed "drumsticks". These are places where man no longer exists and everything is done by technology. So, God gave Adam (David) the keys to take care of all creation, and he handed all that, all that imperial power over to the father of lies, who gave people "technology", and with it, huge false promises. By taking away the freedom of all other living species, through increasingly "advanced" technology, man fell into complete and hopeless slavery. So why do animals cry before being slaughtered? In front of their eyes, in that moment, the whole world crumbles and all reality most cruelly disappears, in a single moment! They were born in a world where man should take care of them, love them, feed them, caress them... and on that day all generational trust shown to people, by animals brought to slaughter was broken - ALL THE WORLD THAT EXISTS IN COMPLETENESS IT DISAPPEARS, EVERYTHING THAT IS KNOWN TO THEM AND WHAT THEY HAVE BEEN TAUGHT FOR GENERATIONS FALLS INTO NOTHING. That's why animals cry, and we should all cry, together with them. There is a happy sequel to this story, and that is that the day that all living species hope for is coming, it is the day that our young bull was hoping for. Because there is a Lion from the tribe of Judah, He is our Good Shepherd, He is the Light of this world, He is Living water and He is the Bread of life, He is Faith, Hope and Love, and He made the most holy sacrifice - a perfect offering without a single blemish and only with Him does that promised Day come very soon and irresistibly. The wrath of the Lamb of God, in which the wrath of all the innocent victims of humans and poor innocent animals, throughout the entire history of the world, has been accumulated, will very soon be poured out on our Earth. "And when this corruptible is clothed in incorruptibility and this mortal is clothed in immortality, then the word will be fulfilled that is written: Victory devours death. Where is your sting, O death? Where is your victory, hell? And the sting is death is a sin, and the power of sin is the law. And thanks be to God who gave us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." (1 Corinthians 15/54-57) ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤