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The village folk poured scorn on Anton and the monorail he
built to travel around his farm on.
This invention would be nothing, though, by comparison to
the one he was secretly working on. A four-wheeled vehicle,
capable of carrying more than just one person, and perhaps
many, which ran on electrical power, generated by nothing
more than the sun's rays.
But today he was off to his brother Pascale's house to ask
for his help in testing a new device for painlessly
slaughtering cattle. It was in its early developmental
stages, and required the touch of Pascale's steady hand if
everything was to proceed safely.
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