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The poultry yard
The louche naked man with the COCK mask wonders at the boundary between one yard and the next when there never seems to be a gate. The way to know you are in the poultry yard is to notice the yard has poultry, there might be a sign but perhaps it is just a convention. An agreement that no one signed up to, no one discussed, no one knows the origin but no one disagrees with.
The naked louche man waits and watches, wonders what approach to take, whom to talk to, which direction to turn when the tannoy makes the decision: THE GAMECOCKS AND THE PARTRIDGE IS NOW COMMENCING.
The naked louche man with the COCK masks anticipated the new role.
