‘From the viscosity of a black fluid there emanate poisonous vapors that penetrate the lungs and cause discomfort. They almost make you want to throw up, and you turn your face away. A reflex that identifies sight with smell: if you don’t see it, you don’t smell it. And a handkerchief protects your nose from the unhealthy stench. The transparency and cleanness, the freshness of the glass did not last long. It was little more than an intention. Once more the opacity and the stench of corruption that day after day accumulate on themselves.’

DS