Human beings in there took turns standing or lying down. The legs of those who stood were like fence posts driven into a warm, squirming, farting, sighing earth. The queer earth was a mosaic of sleepers who nestled like spoons.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.Tags: squalor indignity pows prisoners-of-war
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