wtorek, 12 października 2010

Grover Waszyngton Junior

'What is that noise?' I ask when the guard brings my food. They are tearing down the houses built
against the south wall of the barracks, he tells me : they are going to extend the barracks and build
proper cells. 'Ah yes,' I say : 'time for the black flower of civilization to bloom.'
-J.M. Coetzee, Waiting for the Barbarians

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