In the 90s, 4 slaughterhouses were built near my family home and one of them was built next to my grandparents' house, in a meadow near the forest, where I, my sisters and other children often played. This place quickly changed its character. the sounds of the forest were drowned out by the squealing of pigs. The slaughterhouse is closed today, it was moved to a larger complex of slaughterhouses. the demand for meat is growing. The object bone is a copy of one of the millions of bones. I made the object in the upcycling technique.