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For some fool reason, in the middle of the night I agreed to get dressed and go down to the outdoor stalls on site where a freshly acquired black mare was disassembling her accommodations. I was good at calming horses and thought maybe we could reach an agreement where she would receive my kind energy and—probably more importantly—the best food at hand, in exchange for her resting until morning. There wasn't much light but I could see her nose was in the far corner when I opened the gate, with ...