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nger. He was turned the
other way and his head was out of sight. If I respected his peace and quiethe might not even notice
me. I grabbed a bailing cup and stretched my arm forward. My cup arrived in the nick of time. At the
second it was in position at the base of his tailRichard Parker’s anus distendedand out of itlike a
bubble-gum ballooncame a black sphere of excrement. It fell into my cup with a clinkand no
doubt I will be considered to have abandoned the last vestiges of humanness by those who do not
understand the degree of my suffering when I say that it sounded to my ears like the music of a five-
rupee coin dropped into a beggar’s cup. A smile cracked my lips and made them bleed. I felt deep
gratitude towards Richard Parker. I pulled back the cup. I took the turd in my fingers. It was very
warmbut the smell was not strong. In size it was like a big ball of gulab jamunbut with none of the
softness. In factit was as hard as a rock. Load a musket with it and you could have shot a rhino.
I returned the ball to the cup and added a little water. I covered it and set it aside. My mouth
watered as I waited. When I couldn’t stand the wait any longerI popped the ball into my mouth. I
couldn’t eat it. The tast [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
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