ISBN-13: 9781479283200 / Angielski / Miękka / 2012 / 258 str.
WHO WILL RULE THE UNDERGROUND TONIGHT? actual 99th page: In his eyes I can see the confusion. There is a lack of focus. He is easily distracted. He is slow, clumsy. He is a foreigner here. He does not belong here. This will be my victory I can already taste his blood in my mouth. I can feel his heart still beating in my fist. His veins pumping against my chin. His skin shredded at my feet. Maybe I will pick it up, cure it, and wear Little Smiley as a coat. I want his soul tonight. I want this man to be a fucking casualty. I keep telling myself this until I am worked into a frenzy. I realize that I am assuring myself, maybe even lying to myself. Comforting myself with all this rhetoric until I believe that I belong here. Lying to myself to convince myself that I can win this one. Right now I can look you in the eye and I will tell you, with absolute certainty, to put all your money on me. I am the gladiator. I guarantee you victory. Only my nose hurts. My eyes are wet and watering. The beast in my soul is not sure. It is frightened. It wants to escape from this disgusting zoo and go back into the jungle. Can you blame me? Little Smiley is a lousy fighter. I look at him and all I see is a piece of meat straight off the hook. Bloody and raw and waiting to be cut up and chopping into little pieces. I want to take him apart, wrap him up in wax paper and send the carcass off to be consumed by some happy family. He is waiting to be beaten and pulverized until he is fit for human consumption. Just raw beef.