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Daniel Feeld's head: Cold Lazarus
| "More and more discernible, and hideously upsetting, a head seems to float in liquid nitrogen, all wired up with antennae, neurotransmitters and hair-thin coils of tubes. But the eyes are open, full of terror, and the mouth seems to be trying to make word-shapes, and the flesh is a ghastly, slightly flourescent, silver grey." (Potter1996: 245)] |
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