Creeping over fields of green Remembering the
faces The moments unseen The hands that built
a dynasty The vision in their eyes Echoes in
the auction bar Beneath an endless sky This is
the bull buy Turn the bar Welcome back to the
Bullvine Podcast. Today we are doing something
that I absolutely love. We are going back in
time. Firing up the DeLorean. We are absolutely
firing up the DeLorean and heading back to the
late 70s. We're going to tell a story that, and
I really don't think this is an exaggeration,
is actively shaping. The herd of cows that you
might be milking this very afternoon. It sounds
like hyperbole, doesn't it? But it's really not.
I mean, if you're a farmer listening to this,
maybe you're sitting in the tractor or, you know,
scraping the barn. Right. And you look at a pedigree
today, could be a hydronomic calf, could be a
show winner. It doesn't matter. You see that
one name repeating. Over and over again, deep
in the background. This is the deep dive that
explains why that name is there. Exactly. And
the name we are talking about today is Walkway
Chief Mark. But the fascinating thing, and I
think the real reason we wanted to dedicate a
whole deep dive to him, is that he wasn't the
plan. He wasn't the golden child. He was quite
literally the backup plan. The plan B. Totally.
The plan B that became the baseline of the entire
breed. It's, I would argue, the most consequential
accident in dairy breeding history. I think you're
right. And honestly, for a lot of us who breed
cows, it's a humbling reminder that, you know,
we don't control nearly as much as we think we
do. So let's set the stage. I want to take you
to 1978. We are in Neoga, Illinois. Okay. Picture
a quiet barn. There is a bull in that barn named
Monroe. Now, Monroe is the star here, right?
Okay. He is the one, the sire analyst, a guy
named Charlie Will. once monroe is plan a he's
the one undergoing test services he's the main
event right and we really need to pause him charlie
will for a second this guy is working for select
sires and the pressure on a sire analyst back
then it's just immense oh it's a whole different
world today you have data coming out of your
ears you've got spreadsheets genomic reports
back then it was gut instinct shoe leather and
reputation that's it you're betting your whole
career on your eye your entire career It rides
on picking the right bulls. You pick a dud, it
costs the company a fortune, and you look like
a fool. You pick a winner. You're a legend. You're
a legend. And Charlie Will wants Monroe. He sees
the potential. He sees his future tied to this
bull. Monroe has the pedigree people are looking
for. He has the right look. Yeah. He's the one
that's going to put Charlie on the map. But then...
Disaster strikes. It's the call that no analyst,
no breeder, no one wants to get. Monroe done.
This is gone. Mid -collection. Just like that.
The whole plan. Everything Charlie Will had been
banking on is just gone. The plan completely
falls apart. The bull is gone. The investment
is gone. And here is Charlie Will standing there
needing a bull to fill a slot in the lineup.
The pressure is on. And this is where the story
pivots on a dime. Because he looks at Monroe's
younger, full brother, just a calf. A calf born
June 13th, 1978. Not the one he came for. Not
the one he'd been scouting. It's the classic
spare heir situation, isn't it? You have the
king who died, and now you're looking at the
kid brother who nobody was really paying that
much attention to. Exactly. And this is the moment,
this is what you'd call a sliding doors moment
for the entire Holstein breed. He has to make
a call right then and there. He has to make a
call. He's looking at this calf, this younger
brother. Yeah. And he decides, OK, I'll buy him.
He buys the younger brother, Mark, as a replacement.
But it wasn't some, you know, strategic masterstroke
at the moment. It was a salvage operation. He
was just trying to plug a hole. And what I absolutely
love about this part of the story, and this is
a detail that just makes it for me, is that this
was the very first bull Charlie ever bought for
select sires. Can you imagine? Talk about a debut.
Depressure. It's just incredible, especially
when you learn a little more about Torley's backstory.
He had actually been rejected for a job at Select
Sires previously. No way. Yeah. He had to work
a sales territory up in Wisconsin that nobody
else wanted. They called it the frozen tundra
route and just grind it out until a sire analyst
position finally opened up. So you have a guy
who was himself. backup choice for the job, buying
a backup choice bull. It's poetic. It really
is. It's two underdogs who were never supposed
to be the main characters. So the question we
are going to unpack today is this. How does a
replacement calf... bought by a sire analyst
who had to fight for his own spot, end up accounting
for 7 % of the entire North American Holstein
genome. 7%, just let that number sink in. It's
a staggering number for one single animal. That's
not just influence, that's dominance. It is absolutely
massive. It means if you walk into an average
barn and you look at 100 cows, the genetic equivalent
of 7 of them is purely walkway chief mark. It's
a genetic monopoly. It is, a monopoly born from
a complete accident. Okay, so let's back up a
bit. Before we get into the genetics and the
massive impact, I want to really ground us in
the era. Because 1978 is a different world for
dairy farming. Oh, completely. It feels like
a different planet compared to the tech -heavy
industry we have now. Completely different. For
the younger listeners, or maybe those outside
the industry, you have to realize there were
no genomic predictions. Right. There were no
S &P chips where you pull a hair sample and you
know exactly what that calf is going to do before
it's even weaned. It was the era of the cowman,
right? The person with the eye. It was. Decisions
were based on gut instinct. cow families, and
phone calls. You talked to your AI rep, you looked
at the dam, you looked at the sire's proof if
he had one, and you just hoped. And then you
waited. And you waited. You bred a cow, waited
nine months for the calf. You raised that calf
for two years. And then you waited another year
or two to see if she actually milked. You were
making decisions on a five -year delay. Which
is just mind -boggling to think about now. It
is. And economically, things were different,
too. Yeah. Corn was under two bucks a bushel.
Wow. The margins were different. The goals were
different. You could maybe afford to carry a
cow a little longer if she had potential you
believed in. And in terms of what people were
breeding for. Hmm. What was the ideal cow in
1978? The standard was elevation. Round, oak,
rag, apple elevation. The beauty king. He was
the king. If you had an elevation daughter, that
was the type standard everyone measured against.
They were balanced. They were pretty. They were
what everyone wanted in the show ring. So into
this world, this world of elevation and five
-year plans, comes Foster Walk. The breeder.
He's the breeder. Walkway Farm, outside Neoga,
Illinois. Tell us about him. Because he doesn't
sound like the typical high dollar breeder at
that time. The kind of guy who was chasing the
elevation hype with a big checkbook. No, not
at all. He wasn't chasing headlines. Walkway
Farm was in Cumberland County. Flatland, Long
Horizons. Foster was a dairyman's dairyman. What
does that mean to you? It means he wasn't flying
to the big national sales and dropping, you know,
$10 ,000 on some glamorous heifer just to get
his name in the paper. He had a totally different
business model. He was a bargain hunter. He was
a treasure hunter. That's a better way to put
it. He would buy groups of heifers at, and get
this. I'm ready. 21 cents a pound. 21 cents a
pound. I mean, that's barely meat price. That's
salvage value. Exactly. He was buying what other
people would call bargain bin heifers. He'd go
to dispersals or neighbor farms and buy the ones
nobody else even looked at twice. And this is
the key, right? He had the eye. He had the eye.
He could look at a rough group of heifers. You
know, maybe they were thin. Maybe they were birdie.
Maybe they'd been managed poorly. And he could
spot the diamond in the rough. Diamonds in the
rough. That was his phrase, wasn't it? That was
his whole philosophy. He believed that underneath
the rough condition, the genetic framework was
there. He could see the rib. He could see the
dairy character, even when it was hidden by poor
management. He saw potential. He could see genetic
potential where other people just saw a cheap
cow. I love that. It's almost like he was playing
Moneyball before Moneyball was even a thing.
That's a great analogy. Finding the undervalued
assets that everyone else ignored. because they
didn't look pretty in that moment. That's exactly
what he was doing. And walkway wasn't some, you
know, fly -by -night operation. They had credibility.
They'd been advertising in Holstein World magazine
since 1958. So he was established. He knew what
he was doing. He knew pedigrees, but he was operating
on the margins, finding these hidden gems to
build his herd. Do you think he knew, I mean,
do you think he knew what he had with this specific
calf, with Mark? It's so hard to say. He knew
the pedigree was solid. I mean, Mark Sire was
Pawnee Farm Arlinda Chief. A legend. A legend
in his own right for production. And his dam
was Walkway Matt Mamie, a very good 88 daughter
of another legend, Nonami Frond Matt. So the
paper was there. The paper was definitely there.
But to imagine that this specific calf, the backup,
the one he probably just hoped would make a decent
proof, to imagine he knew this calf would change
the world, I just don't think anyone predicts
that. No. How could you? You can't. So the calf
gets registered. He gets a number, a shoe, 000
-177 -3417. He goes to the AI stud. He becomes
code 7H09A0. And then the waiting game begins.
And as you said, in those days, the waiting game
was long. It was an exercise in patience. We
talked about that five -year delay. The semen
goes out. Farmers breed their cows. And then
it's just silence. You just wait to see what
happens when the daughters finally hit the milking
string. So let's fast forward to the early 80s.
The first daughters were hitting the ground.
They're freshening. The data starts to trickle
in. Yep. And we get what's been called this paradox
proof, because usually a bull is good or he's
bad or, you know, he's good at type and just
OK at milk. But Mark was extreme. He was extreme.
It wasn't subtle. What were people seeing? Well,
first came the wow factor. It was all about the
udders. Describe them for us. Paint the picture.
If I walked into a barn in, say, 1983 and saw
a fresh Mark daughter, what am I looking at?
You're looking at mammary systems that were unlike
anything seen at that scale up to that point.
We're talking high, wide rear attachments. Yeah,
when you say wide. I mean, what? Like a shelf,
you could set your coffee cup on it. And smooth
four attachments that blended perfectly into
the body wall. No bulges, no pockets, just a
seamless transition. Okay. And on top of that,
long, clean necks. Deep. angular ribbing. They
just look like dairy machines. I read a quote
from a breeder back then who said, when they
come into the show, you love them. That's 100
% accurate. They had that ring presence. They
carried themselves with style. They look like
money. If you judged a cow from the hocks up,
she was the winner every single time. That quoted
a second half, didn't it? It did. It said, however,
when they turn sideways, you see the legs and
high pins. And there it is. There was the oh
-no factor. The feet and legs? The feet and legs
were challenging. And that is Putting it very,
very politely. Let's get into the numbers. What
did the proof say? Okay, let's look at the numbers.
His foot angle was negative 4 .42. Whoa. Okay,
for the listeners who might not stare at Sire
summaries all day, put negative 4 .42 into perspective.
Is that needs a trim bad or is that call the
vet bad? It's devastatingly low. In modern terms,
if a bull is minus one, you're cautious, you
protect him. Right. At minus four, you're breeding
a potential disaster. It means shallow heels.
The cows are essentially rocking back on their
heels constantly. The toe grows long. The heel
just disappears. And the overall score? His overall
feet and legs score was negative 3 .83. Rear
legs, rear view was negative 3 .23. So they were
knock -kneed. Cow -hawked, yeah. Their hawks
were practically rubbing together. You're putting
a massive, beautiful building on a structurally
unsound foundation. And this wasn't just a random
fluke, right? This came from somewhere in the
pedigree. It wasn't random at all. This structural
weakness traced directly back to the maternal
grandsire, Nonami Fond, Matt. Matt was known
for passing on some structural weakness in the
legs. And Mark... Well, he inherited it in spades.
So here is the dilemma for the farmers in the
80s. You have the greatest utter improver of
the generation. For sure. Maybe the best udders
you've ever seen. But he is also the worst structural
sire alive. Yeah, that's the paradox. Using him
meant you were actively risking the longevity
of your herd's feet just to get that milk and
those incredible udders. It was the ultimate
tradeoff. It forced farmers to ask a really tough
question. Is the juice worth the squeeze? Can
I manage the feet to get the milk? Exactly. Can
I afford the extra hoof trimming? Because remember,
corn is cheap and you get paid for milk in the
tank. If the cow milks 100 pounds a day, maybe
you can afford to trim her feet a few extra times
a year. And clearly for a lot of them, the answer
was yes. The proof is in the numbers. 57 ,654
daughters were production tested. That's a massive
number. That's not a small sample. That's a city
of cows. It is. That's a small city of cows.
But it wasn't a blind decision. This really introduced
the concept of protecting the mating into the
mainstream. Protecting the mating. I hear that
term a lot from the older generation of breeders.
Unpack that for us. What does it actually mean
in practice? It means you couldn't just use him
as a herd bull on everything. You couldn't just
load up the AI gun and breed every single cow
in heat to walkway Chief Mark. You had to be
strategic. You had to be a real cowman. You had
to look at your cows one by one and say, OK,
this cow has feet like tree trunks. She has a
steep foot angle. Strong pasterns. Maybe she's
a little coarse in the bone. She can handle it.
She can handle Mark. You were hoping the cow
would fix the feet and Mark would fix the udder.
It's genetic Tetris. You're trying to fit the
pieces together so the flaws cancel each other
out. That's a perfect way to put it. And when
it worked. When the stars aligned and you got
it right. What happened? You got a jaw -dropping
cow. I mean, the best cow in the barn. The kind
of cow that visitors would stop and stare at
and just shake their heads. But when it didn't?
Well, when it didn't, or on large commercial
operations where they maybe weren't mating as
individually, the feet caught up. Usually by
the third lactation, that's when you'd really
start to see the problem. And that's the heartbreak
of it, isn't it? It is. I mean, imagine walking
a pen. You see a marked otter. She's peaking
at 90, maybe 100 pounds of milk a day. She's
just pouring it out. She looks like a textbook
illustration from her Hawks Up, perfect, utter,
dairy, everything. But she's struggling to stand.
She's got digital dermatitis because her heels
are so low. They're just sitting in the manure
all day. Her toes are long. She's shifting her
weight from foot to foot. And as a farmer, that
has to be one of the most frustrating things.
You have the engine, but the tires are completely
flat. It's gut -wrenching. You have to trim her
constantly. You're spending money on hoof blocks
and wraps. And eventually you have to make the
call to ship a high -producing cow, not because
she can't milk, but because she can't walk to
the parlor. It's the daily grind. It's the grind
of the dairy business, the constant battle between
production and durability. And Mark was the poster
child for that exact battle. He gave you everything
you wanted in the bucket, but he made you work
for it in the barn. He absolutely did. But despite
all those flaws, people just kept using him.
Because the milk and the udders were just that
good. The economic return was there, even with
the extra labor and the headaches. But there
was something else going on, wasn't there? While
farmers were looking at feet and udders, there
was something darker hiding in the DNA. Yeah.
A silent killer. This is the part of the story
that turns into a bit of a scientific mystery
thriller. Because for decades, nobody knew this
was happening. It was completely invisible. So
to understand this, we have to go back to Mark's
dad. Pawnee Farm Arlinda Chief. Right. Tell us
about him. Well, Chief was a legend born way
back in 1962. He had over 16 ,000 daughters,
half a million granddaughters. His DNA is just
everywhere. The production king of his era. He
was the king. But nobody knew for... 30, almost
40 years that Chief, and by extension his son
Mark, was carrying a genetic time bomb. And this
wasn't discovered until 2011. That's almost 50
years after Chief was born. That's right, 2011.
Genomics was just starting to really take hold,
and the USDA researchers noticed something odd
in the data. What was it? They saw haplotype,
which is just a specific chunk of DNA on chromosome
5 that seemed to be linked to embryo loss. Okay,
explain that simply. What were they seeing on
the farm level? They were seeing that certain
cows, when bred to certain bulls, were getting
pregnant, but they were losing the calves very
early. So conception rates looked lower than
they should have. Exactly. It looked like a fertility
problem, but it was actually spontaneous abortions
happening so early that the farmer might not
even notice. So they call in the heavy hitters.
I read about Harris Lewin and Heather Adams at
the University of Illinois. Yep. They get the
case. They sequence the DNA. And what do they
find? What is it? They find a mutation in a gene
called APAF1. It's what's known as a nonsense
mutation. Nonsense sounds harmless, you know,
like a typo. But in genetics, it's definitely
not. No, it's catastrophic. Basically, it puts
a stop sign in the middle of the genetic code.
It breaks the protein that the gene is supposed
to make. So what happens to the animal? If a
calf gets one copy of this mutation from either
its mom or its dad, it's a carrier. It lives
a perfectly normal life. Mark was a carrier.
Chief was a carrier. They were fine. But if a
calf gets two copies, one from the sire and one
from the bank, the embryo dies. It results in
a spontaneous abortion, usually very early in
the pregnancy. And because Mark and Chief were
used so heavily, so widely. The gene was spread
far and wide. The frequency of this bad gene
in the Holstein population just went up and up
and up. And they had the data to prove this was
lethal. They did. And here is the chilling stat.
Among 246 ,000 animals that they tested, they
found zero double -copy animals alive. Not one.
Not a single one. Every single pregnancy where
the calf inherited two copies of that gene ended
in death. It was 100 % lethal. That is. That's
heavy. When you think about the scale of it all.
It is. I mean, think about the farmers. For 30,
40 years, they're seeing these cows slip calves.
And they're blaming themselves. Of course. Maybe
they blame the nutrition. Oh, my ration is off.
Maybe they blame the weather. It's too hot. They
aren't holding. Maybe they blame their own management.
I'm not doing a good enough job. But it wasn't
bad luck. It wasn't bad luck. It was APA1. It
was a genetic tax that was being collected silently
in every single barn that used that bloodline.
The financial cost must have just been astronomical.
They put a number on it. The estimate was about
$420 million in losses. $420 million. That's
half a million calves that were never born. That's
staggering. It is. But and here's the really
complicated part of the story. They also estimated
the gain because you have to look at the whole
picture. Right. Because you can't forget Chief
and Mark brought massive game changing milk production.
They revolutionized the efficiency of the dairy
cow. And that's what paid the bills. The estimated
financial gain from the milk production of the
Chief Mark line. What was it? Roughly 30. billion
dollars 30 billion with a b with a b so when
you do the math the value outpaced the cost by
about 70 to 1. that is a tough calculus it feels
cold to talk about it in dollars and cents but
that's the reality of genetics isn't it it is
you get the good with the bad until you learn
how to separate them and that's the beauty of
where we are now with technology once they identified
the mutation in 2011 we could test for it We
can manage it. So the curse is gone. The curse
is neutralized. We can keep the good stuff, the
udders, the milk, the angularity, and just avoid
mating two carriers together so we never see
that embryonic death again. The gift remains.
It's incredible how technology allowed us to
salvage the legacy. So, okay, we have the incredible
udders. We have the terrible feet. We have this
hidden lethal mutation. A lot of baggage. A lot
of baggage. And yet, despite all of that, despite
the oh -no factors, Mark's influence didn't fade.
It exploded. It went supernova. You would think
a bull with bad feet and a lethal gene would
be bred out of the population as quickly as possible.
Right. You'd think he'd be a cautionary tale.
Instead, he became the foundation. And this is
where we get into the mark mania that we're still
living in today. Let's talk about the pedigree
dominance. Because usually a bull is either known
as a sire of sons or a sire of daughters. It's
one or the other. Right. It's pretty rare for
a bull to be elite at both. Usually a bull is
great at making the milk cows, the daughters
or the workers in the barn. Or he's great at
making bulls that then make great milk cows,
his sons or the changemakers. but mark mark was
extraordinary at both he was a master of both
sides of the pedigree i saw a stat that just
blew me away it said mark appears 42 times in
the combined pedigrees of the top 10 gtpi females
42 times and you compare that to another legend
starbuck who appears 35 times. So Mark is winning.
Mark is winning, and he is doing it on both sides.
He's father of the father of the father, and
he's also the father of the mother. He's just
everywhere. So let's trace this river of genetics,
because it leads to three names that pretty much
every listener will know. If you've bred Holstein
cows in the last 20 years, you know these names.
Absolutely. The first one is the king of the
ring, Braydale Goldwyn. Goldwyn, yeah. If you
follow show cows at all, Goldwyn is God. premier
sire at World Dairy Expo 10 times. 10 times.
10 times. He completely redefined what a modern
show cow looked like. He sired RF Goldwyn Haley,
Eastside Louisdale gold missy cows that sold
for huge money and won everything there was to
win. And Mark is hiding in that pedigree somewhere.
Oh, he's not hiding. He's the foundation. Goldwyn
has three separate crosses to walkway chief Mark.
Three. Not just one line. Three. Via his son,
Shore Mar James, and his maternal line through
Braydale Gypsy Grand. It's woven deep into his
DNA. So when you see those Goldwyn daughters
winning at Madison with those silky hides, those
perfect udders, that incredible ring presence.
You are seeing the ghost of Walkway Chief Mark,
that ring presence we talked about from 1983.
It traveled through time and expressed itself
in Goldwyn. Okay, so that's the show ring. He
conquered that. What about the commercial barn
production? For that, you enter Segal Bay Super
Sire. The milk wagon. He was the millionaire
sire. Super Sire sold a million units of semen.
He was the production king of the genomic era.
A million units is just... It's hard to even
comprehend. It is. And at one point, 60 % of
the entire Active Select Sires lineup traced
back to Super Sire. 60 %? That's a genetic bottleneck.
It is. Which means that 60 % of their lineup
traced directly back to Mark. So where is he
in Super Sire's pedigree? Mark is deep in the
maternal line of Super Sire through a cow named
Jean -Louis Luange Chief Mark. Mark gave Super
Sire the engine. He gave him the genetic capacity
to make all that milk. So Mark gave us the prettiest
cows with Goldwyn and the hardest milking cows
with Super Sire. And then we get the modern icon,
the one that brings it all together, far near
Delta Lambda. Lambda is everywhere right now.
You open a Sire book today and Lambda sons are
the hot ticket. Everywhere. He's the sire of
Seymour's Paris, the global cow of the year.
He's the sire of Parfait. He is the It Bull of
this moment because he combines the pretty with
the production. He does both. The Holy Grail.
Yeah. And how much Mark is in Lambda? Okay, this
is the stat that just blew my mind when I first
saw it. I'm ready. Walkway Chief Mark appears
25 times. in Delta Lambda's pedigree. 25 times.
How is that even possible? 25 separate lines
of descent, all converging on that one backup
calf from Neoga, Illinois. That is unbelievable.
It's not influence, it's saturation. It is. Holstein
International Magazine had the best headline
for it. They called it The Righteous Revenge
of Walkway Chief Mark. The Righteous Revenge.
I love that. It sounds like a Western movie.
It fits, doesn't it? It's revenge for being the
backup plan. Revenge for all the criticism of
his feet. Revenge for carrying a lethal gene.
At the end of the day, his positive genetics
were so powerful that they just overwhelmed everything
else. He won. It really makes you think about
Foster Walk and Charlie Will. Yeah. Two guys
in the late 70s just trying to do their jobs.
Do you think they ever could have imagined any
of this? There is no way. No way. Foster Walk
just wanted to find a diamond in the rough. He
wanted to breed a good cow and pay the bills.
And Charlie Will. Charlie Will just needed a
bull to replace the one that died so he wouldn't
get fired on his first assignment. They were
solving a problem in 1978. They were looking
at next Tuesday. Exactly. They were looking at
next Tuesday, not the next century. They had
absolutely no idea they were building the genetic
architecture for the cow of 2025. It's humbling,
isn't it? It really is. It is. It reminds you
that we are all just stewards of these genetics.
We make decisions today. We breed this cow to
that bull. And we have no idea what ripples that
is going to send down the timeline 50 years from
now. We are planting trees we'll never sit under.
It brings us back to that image of the barn.
We'll leave the listeners with that. Yeah. I
want you to picture this. It's 4 a .m. You know
that feeling. Oh, I know. Well, the coffee hasn't
kicked in yet. The rest of the world is completely
asleep. You are in the barn. It's quiet. It's
quiet. The only sound is the hum of the bulk
tank and maybe a scraper running in the background.
You've got your flashlight cutting through the
steam rising off the cows' backs. It's the best
time of day. It's just you and the herd. It is.
And I want you to look at your cows. Not just
glance at them, but really look at them. Look
at the udders. Look at that dairy character.
The sharpness, the clean bone, the way the neck
blends so smoothly into the shoulder. You are
looking at Foster Walk's Diamond in the Rough.
You really are. You are looking at the legacy
of a backup plan. You are looking at the result
of a disaster that somehow turned into a dynasty.
And I think there is a real lesson in that for
all of us, especially when things go wrong on
the farm. What's the lesson for you? That in
this business, the ones who change everything
aren't always the ones you planned on sometimes
the superstar dies sometimes the plan a completely
falls apart sometimes you have to go with the
scrawny younger brother that nobody was paying
attention to and sometimes that backup plan the
one you almost didn't pick is the one that builds
the empire that is a powerful thought So next
time you're looking through a sire catalog or
looking at a pedigree on a registration paper
and you see that name Walkway Chief Mark, don't
just gloss over it. Won't. Remember the accident.
Remember the bad feet. Remember the incredible
udders. And just remember that biology always,
always surprises us. Amen to that. Keep reading
the good ones. Thanks for diving deep with us
into the history behind the herd. Catch you on
the next one. See ya. Turn the volume high. For
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