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December 3, 2012

"She was demure about what she did. What she did was make people comfortable while she killed them."

A coarse, formidable woman strode into the waiting room on spike heels. Her shoes, stockings, trench coat, bag and overseas cap were all purple, the purple the painter called "the color of grapes on Judgment Day."

The medallion on her purple musette bag was the seal of the Service Division of the Federal Bureau of Termination, an eagle perched on a turnstile. The woman had a lot of facial hair—an unmistakable mustache, in fact. A curious thing about gas-chamber hostesses was that, no matter how lovely and feminine they were when recruited, they all sprouted mustaches within five years or so. -- 2 B R 0 2 B, by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. Published 1962

Posted by gerardvanderleun at December 3, 2012 12:46 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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