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For the love of fame I loved cows sent from the children's home to a farm because I was in opposition My job was to milk seven cows in the morning clean their stalls, muck out, and strew straws so they could lie down and not be mucky Cows are clean animals if you see a dirty one  it is because they are neglected by human helpers It was not easy to be a cow in Norway the winter is long they had to stay indoors till spring they were interested in other things I did  I was famous I never, had had the need to be  famous again, believe me, it makes you think  that perhaps you are great, only to realize you are conduits for other people's problem