As pigs await slaughter at Farmer John, strangers offer water, love and comfort to the doomed
Maya Benperlas stood in the middle of busy Vernon Avenue on a chilly Sunday night as a big rig hauling pigs slowed to a halt just outside the gates of Farmer John. Her hand shot into the air and she flashed a peace sign. “Two minutes!” Benperlas shouted. “Two minutes!”
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