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Wild horses taste freedom but also suffer from it

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The whole of Brandon Township included almost thirty thousand horses. Summer rains brought blow flies and tiny, biting no see ums, mites that signaled the coming summer. They bled the muzzles of wild horses into an angry maroon as the animals struggled to shake the wretched pests from swollen eyes. No flicking of lips or flapping of their muzzles would bring the horses comfort from the biting midges. An excerpt from the long shot, on Amazon now.