He felt hands tugging at him, mysterious creatures with long fingers and sharp nails that pulled at his flesh. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. Then I assumed a rather portentous manner to prepare him. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. Arrived in the plantation she sat down with her back against a tree trunk.
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