I am reading Feed by MT Anderson. Generate a photo that shows what is described. ¨It was a filet Mignon farm, all of it, and the tissue spread for miles around the paths where we were walking.It was these huge hedges of red all around us, with these beautiful marble patterns running through them. They had these tubes, they were bringing blood to the tissue, and we could see the blood running around, up and down. They had made part of it into a steak maze, for tourists, and we split up in the steak maze. We were running around corners and peeking and diving, and there were these mirrors set up to confuse you, so you’d see all these nonexistent beef hallways.We could see all these miles of filet mignon from where we were sitting, and some places where the genetic coding had gone wrong and there, in the middle of the beef, the tissue had formed a horn or an eye or a heart blinking up at the sunset, which was this brag red, and which hit on all those miles of muscle and made it flex and quiver, with all these shudders running across the top of it, and birds were flying over, crying kind of sad, maybe seagulls looking for garbage, and the whole thing, with the beef, and the birds, and the sky, it all glowed like there was a light inside it, which it was time to show us now.¨ See more