Vomit junction

‘I woke in the middle of a moonless night, impelled to vomit, and groped for dead switches, not knowing where the toilet (was there a toilet?) was. There is little in the world more degrading than being copiously sick in total blackness on to one knows not what, and, at queasy dawn, being debarred by the absence of water from swabbing.’ (from You’ve Had Your Time)

Anthony Burgess speaking at the so-called Mediterranean Institute (1969 or 1970), Deià, Mallorca

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