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“..he came to her room in the darkness. ..Mother shut her eyes and held her hands over her ears. Sweat from Father’s chin fell on her breasts (10-11).”

“..immigrants.. were filthy and illiterate. They stank of fish and garlic. They had running sores. They had no honor... stole.. drank.. raped their own daughters.. killed each other casually (13).”

“He.. add[ed] a dollar more than she deserved. ..explained it was because she was such a good looking woman. ..smiled.. touched her breast..[she] fled taking he dollar. ..happened [again].. became accustomed to the hands of her employer.. with 2 weeks rent due she let the man have his way on a cutting table. he kissed her face and tasted the salt of her tears (15).”

“..pulled off her robe, threw her across the bed and applied a dog whip to her buttocks and the back of her thighs. her shrieks echoed.. The German servants.. listened, grew flushed, opened bottles.. and copulated. Shocking red welts disfigured E.’s flesh. She cried and whimpered all night. ..[he] returned to her room, this time with a razor strop. She was bedridden for weeks. During her convalescence.. He was gentle when he made love to her and mindful of the tender places. [She goes home to America and tells S. what happened].. showed him the traces of a laceration across the flesh inside of her right thigh... He kissed the spot. She showed him a tiny yellow and purple discoloration on.. her left buttock where it curved toward the cleft. How awful [he said]. he kissed the spot (20-21).”

“..he demanded proof of her devotion and it turned out nothing else would do but a fellatio. Abutted by T.’s belly E.’s broad-rimmed hat.. slowly tore away from her coiffure (22).”

“.prisoner came to the front of his cell and raising his arms in a shockingly obscene manner he thrust his hips forward and flapped his penis between the bars (26).”

“..shot the bastard 3 times... that bastard.. survived (51).”

“Are you wearing a corset [she].. asked. E. nodded... G... unbuttoned [E.’s] shirtwaist and removed it.. unclasped E.’s skirt and had her step out of it.. removed [her petticoat]... loosen[ed] [the corset].. step out, she said... slid E.’s lace-trimmed underdrawers to her feet. Step out she commanded. E. did so... stood nude.. except for her.. stockings... G. rolled the stockings down and E. stepped out... Lie down.. on your stomach.. G. rubbed E.’s back and buttocks and thighs. E. was squirming and her flesh cringing with each application [of the astringent]... shivering now and her buttocks were clenched together.. G. now took from her bag a bottle of massage oil and began to knead... Turn over G. commanded... G. massaged her breasts, her stomach, her legs. Yes, even this, .. briskly passing her hand over her mons... E. put her own hands on her breasts and her palms rotated the nipples.. she rubbed her hips. Her feet pointed like a dancer’s and her toes curled. Her pelvis rose from the bed.. began to ripple on the bed like a wave on the sea.. hoarse unearthly cry.. closet door flew open and Mother’s Younger Brother fell into the room, his face twisted in.. saintly mortification.. clutching in his hands, as if trying to choke it, a rampant penis which... whipped him about the floor, launching to his cries of ecstasy or despair, great filamented spurts of jism that traced the air like bullets and then settled slowly over E. in her bed like falling ticker tape (50-54).”

“The eskimo families lived all over the ship.. were not discreet in their intercourse.. cohabited without even undressing, through vents in their furs, and they went at it with grunts and shouts of fierce joy... came upon a couple.. thrusting her hips upwards to the thrusts of her husband.. animal song came from her throat.. woman was actually pushing back.. This filthy toothless eskimo woman.. singing her song and pushing back. He thought of Mother’s fastidiousness, her grooming and her intelligence, and found himself resenting this primitive woman’s claim to the gender (63).”

“He was a lusty old fuck..(72)”

“..clasped with loe and gratitude the foul body, like a stinking fish, of an Eskimo woman. he had put his body into the stinking fish (92).”

“..up shits creek (122).”

“Do you know any coon songs?.. did not intend to be rude.. coon songs was what they were called.. Coon songs are made for minstrel shows..(133)”

“..learned where to find women who would go bed with him for a modest price... Or he would not attempt to make love but only inspect her intimate places (137-138).”

“..in the back seat was a mound of fresh human excrement. ...nigger parked his damn car in the middle of the road... had to move it... no real damage. Scrape off the shit and forget the whole thing (148).”

“..keeping his bastard child... damnable nigger pride..(176)”

“clean all the niggers out once and for all (183).’

“..nigger..” “niggers” “..take care of that son of a bitch... cut off his balls.. every nigger in the country at your throat” (230) ”

"can’t give in to the coon... Goddamnit.. son of a bitch... giving in to a nigger.” “coon” (242)

“..fuck you..(267)”