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Metaphor:

"The flaps come slamming down, and we assemble for Chorus and raise our own voices in song - there in the Hold of the Bloodhound, there in our own captivity, there in our own Babylon."

Source(s)

In the Belly of the Bloodhound: Being an Account of a Particularly Peculiar Adventure in the Life of Jacky Faber