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my egg was printed

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Halifax, 2004.03.21

Today I noticed something strange on an egg as I prepared my breakfast. It had been stamped with a printout of the farm it came from, and a date. I don't know if it was a laid date, collected date, or best before date, but there it was. Bizarre. Is this really necessary?

rand()m quote

Let's pray that the human race never escapes from Earth to spread its iniquity elsewhere.

—C. S. Lewis