The day is still raw, though the sun has started to burn away the smog that smudges the contours of things as well as people. The assembled roosters emit high-pitched calls that ring sharp and insistent. They are leashed by one leg to a cord tied to a stake that allows freedom to move, and apart enough that they don’t tear each other apart. Every one of them, though, has premature death attached to it.
In this village called Vempa, in West Godavari district of Andhra Pradesh, and i
