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Brave New World By Aldous Huxley

Drawn by the fascination of the horror of

pain and, from within, impelled by that habit of

cooperation, that desire for unanimity and

atonement, which their conditioning had so

ineradicably implanted in them, they began to mime

the frenzy ofhis gestures, striking at one another as

the Savage struck at his own rebellious flesh, or at

that plump incarnation of turpitude writhing in the

heather at his feet.

"Kill it, kill it, kill it " The Savage went on

shouting.

Then suddenly somebody started singing

"Orgy-porgy" and, in a moment, they had all caught

up the refrain and, singing, had begun to dance.

Orgy-porgy, round and round and round, beating

one another in six-eight time. Orgy-porgy

It was after midnight when the last of the

helicopters took its flight. Stupefied by soma, and

exhausted by a long-drawn frenzy of sensuality, the

Savage lay sleeping in the heather. The sun was

already high when he awoke. He lay for a moment,

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