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Imagery:

"From the neck down to his heels he was a mass of raw flesh."

"Berlin is a skeleton which aches in the cold. . .It is my own skeleton aching. I feel in my bones the sharp ache of the frost in the girders of the overhead railway, in the ironwork of balconies, in bridges, tramlines, lamp-standards, latrines. The iron throbs and shrinks, the stone and the bricks ache dully, the plaster is numb."

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In the Garden of Beasts