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I was there–in spoiled silks, sateens and laceon a stage composedof noise and dread…Splintered boardsbeneath my ice-white feet,hot and cold, awashwith human bloodand waste…I remember……fearand sweatand sickness…a kind of stunned bewilderment,hardened as a glazeacross the gazeof eyes embittered,seeing everywhere the castof madness and despair…Of lust and hungerborne so deepit passes from the bellyto the souland there …

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