Untouchable

“Meanwhile he began to feel hungry as if rats were running about in his belly searching for food. He began to spit a white flocculent spittle on the dust as he hurried out of the town, homewards. His limbs sagged. He felt the sweat trickling down his face from under his turban as soon as he got into the open.” (74)

The passage just struck me as very modern and also builds upon this pattern of narrative distance between the character and the words used to describe a situation, like ‘flocculent.’

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