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- THIS DRINK'S GOT MAGGOTS IN IT.
- The barman squinted at it. 'That's not a maggot, sir,' he said. 'That's a worm.'
- OH THAT'S BETTER, IS IT?
- 'It's supposed to be there, sir. That's mexical, that is. They put the worm in to show how strong it is.'
- STRONG ENOUGH TO DROWN WORMS?
- The barman scratched his head. He'd never thought of it in those terms. 'It's just something people drink,' he said vaguely.
- Death picked up the bottle and held it up to what normally would have been eye level. The worm rotated forlornly.
- WHAT'S IT LIKE? he said.
- 'Well, it's a sort of-'
- I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU.
- ***
- Soul Music - p170
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