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I cut down all the way to the stump.

Be careful, not too deep.

Open the skin to see the raw pulsating muscle.

High quality meat.

I start to cut the quadtarzepstendon.

But be careful for the veins.

Don’t want to loose to much blood.

I grad the muscle.

And I feel the warmth.

A belt right under the hip.

To prevent the bleedings.

Oh the pain.

It gets dark in front of my eyes.

But I have to keep going!

I want it.

God wants it!

I tear the muscle apart.

Oh what beautiful meat.

It sticks, oh god its stick to the bone.

I have to get the saw.

A score in the bone will help.

To loosen the tendon.

I vomit all over the open wound.

I don’t mind for the infection.

The bone crushes and bone marrow shows up.

I cut right into the nerve.

The leg starts to shake more and more.

I loose the control.

I saw deeper.

I need the meat.

The pain is worth it.

Oh god see my suffer.

See my pain.

All for you.

You marvelous father of all.

I depart the muscle from the bone by hand.

Just one more hard stroke.

And its done!

The Raw Mass tight in my hands.

I put it on the table and

Cut it into sized pieces.

half pound each.

Heat up the pan.

And sear the meat for 2 minutes each side.

The smell is delicious.

I cut the medium cooked meat.

Light pink, a little bloody.

Just perfect.