![]() The provocation, the annoyed faces, the anger-such normal, predictable motherfuckers, such decent, conventional pillars of the community. ![]() Jigsaw pieces of the previous evening floated into his mind. Then the swollen eye and upper lip, the antiseptic, musty smell of the cell, the sour odor of his body, the salty taste of blood and old beer in his mouth. He awoke abruptly out of an alcohol-sodden sleep, the pain in his ribs his first conscious sensation. Similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and ![]() The characters and events in this book are fictitious. Visit our website at First eBook Edition: October 2009 No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the publisher, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages in a review. ![]() Translation copyright © 2000 by Madeleine van BiljonĪll rights reserved. ![]()
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