When I was young I asked what paté was and was told that it was “the engorged liver of an adult goose”.
            I looked at the geese I knew, who waded hip-deep in ponds floating with thick scum, fighting over garbage and making such an unnatural sound, and I thought that the liver of an adult goose must be dark, ugly, and the consistency of the shit they left on the ground.

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