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As the audio begins, the unmistakable sound of chicken wire being unrolled fills the air. The metallic crinkle of the wire mesh resonates, punctuated by the occasional squeak of tension as it is pulled taut. It's the kind of sound that is both instantly recognizable and alien, a symphony of tactile noise that echoes the work being done. The wire sings a song of resistance, each pull accompanied by a symphony of creaks as the tightly coiled material fights against being straightened. It's a struggle between human strength and the wire's innate desire to return to its original form. Each tug and pull creates a chorus of high-pitched squeaks and low, grumbling creaks, a testament to the push and pull of the task at hand. Then, there's the sound of the fence. A sturdy, solid backdrop to the wire's metallic melody. Its sound is not as loud or as pronounced, but it's there – a subtle
