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As the smell of pork wafted through the streets and alleyways of Kabul, the unclean dogs feasted on shredded "pork". None of the residents in the vicinity much cared nor were enticed by the aroma of freshly cooked pork, but they were glad, when the dogs consumed every piece within minutes. And the main BBQ entree, quickly digested, found itself deposited in dog pile heaps on the grassy parkland, curbsides and sewer grates. (Or so, I would like to believe happened, that day.)