“The farmer has to be an optimist or he wouldn’t still be a farmer.” Will Rogers

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Waking up as the phone silently rings, i remembered the meadow i walked when i was young, and yet here i found myself on a blue sofa in a large reception room in Dublin 2 with no wife beside me.  The Romanian waited with the Iranian Brazilian by the silver BMW, he wasint angry but i knew who was and itz because i wrapped myself with the gold baize an hour prior to the call, whoes sorry now, whoes sorry now . . .

Photographer Mishka Henner captures the dystopian future of US agriculture.
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