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Watching a flock of wild turkey move across a Montana meadow is a fine sight.
They forage, yelp and gobble, oblivious to the plight of millions of
their domesticated brothers doomed to grace holiday tables. If you are
a wild turkey living in Montana, it is highly unlikely that you will
ever wind up in the oven.
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