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owofageandcomingup
afresh,wasthesign,Hunger.Itwasprevalenteverywhere.
Hungerwaspushedoutofthetallhouses,inthewretched
clothingthathunguponpolesandlinesHungerwaspatchedinto
themwithstrawandragandwoodandpaperHungerwas
repeatedineveryfragmentofthesmallmodicumoffirewoodthat
themansawedoffHungerstareddownfromthesmokeless
chimneys,andstartedupfromthefilthystreetthathadnooffal,
amongitsrefuse,oranythingtoeat.Hungerwastheinscription
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onthebaker’sshelves,writtenineverysmallloafofhisscanty
stockofbadbreadatthesausage-shop,ineverydead-dog
preparationthatwasofferedforsale.Hungerrattleditsdrybones
amongtheroastingchestnutsintheturnedcylinderHungerwas
shredintoatomiesineveryfarthingporringerofhuskychipsof
potato,friedwithsomereluctantdropsofoil.
Itsabidingplacewasinallthingsfittedtoit.Anarrowwinding
street,fullofoffenc