Everything else in the station was in a
muddle -- heads, things, buildings.
Strings of dusty niggers with splay feet
arrived and departed; a stream of
manufactured goods, rubbishy cottons,
beads, and brass-wire set into the depths
of darkness, and in...
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Everything else in the station was in a
muddle -- heads, things, buildings.
Strings of dusty niggers with splay feet
arrived and departed; a stream of
manufactured goods, rubbishy cottons,
beads, and brass-wire set into the depths
of darkness, and in return came a
precious trickle of ivory.
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