Before James went to work we went to the little cafe downstairs for breakfast. I found a seat where I could watch the morning news while I drank my latte and ate my egg pie.
First there was a story about abandoned babies, then something with a bunch of pictures of bruised legs - some of them children's legs - then there was a shot inside a slaughter house with a bunch of gutted pigs on hooks, followed by a man shoving a pig carcass into a furnace.
And as I polished off my latte, I watched something about a car crash.
Apparently the Taiwanese media establishment doesn't want the citizenry to forget how brutal the world is, even in its waking hours.
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