doug, the hopperman
Doug stood up and backhanded him twice to the wall, all splintering glass now, and spilt beer and dumbfounded shock
Posts tagged ‘abattoir’
Nov 17
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the loading gang
Myth has it that Archie, Head Ganger twenty years ago, deliberately knocked over one of these office maggots with an open side of beef and the exposed rib bones sliced away half of his face.
the hide room
Lightless ponds that rise from time to time and issue a swell of virulent discontent from a deep rupture unmeasured.
the slaughterman
hooded men from the freezer rooms muffled up in layers of rags and old sacking, slaughtermen with their bare forearms and faces crusted with heavy sprays of blood, local toughs wearing scabbards full of razor edged knives.
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