My boyfriend and his younger sibling are in the front seat of the car discussing the cultural and emotional history of eating dogs. We’re visiting Portland for the weekend, celebrating milestones and enjoying family time. We’re driving 2 hours down to the Oregon coast and because the idea of eating dogs makes me a little queasy (despite the very logical…
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My boyfriend and his younger sibling are in the front seat of the car discussing the cultural and emotional history of eating dogs.
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