marți, 5 iulie 2011

Cuvintele sunt in alta parte

"Bread from Lend-Lease flour possessed and amazing quality: anyone who ate it stopped visiting the toilet; once in a five days a bowel movement would be produced that wasn't even worth the name. The stomach and intestines of the convict absorbed without remainder this magnificent white bread with its mixture of corn, bone-meal, and something else in addition - perhaps hope".

Din "Povestiri din Kolîma" de Varlaam Şalamov, "Lend-Lease".

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