"Then Siddhartha had spent the night in his home, including wine and dancers, had sliced \u200b\u200bhis peers to a superiority of which was not quite sure, had been drinking a lot of wine late at night and tried the bed , with a heart full of misery that he thought he could no longer bear, filled with a disgust which he felt penetrated as the warm, nauseating taste of the wine, the music sweet and barren rice dancers too soft, too sweet scent of their hair and their breasts. But more than anything else was sick of himself, smelling their hair, the smell of wine from his mouth, fatigue and flaccid inamena of their skin. "
Herman Hesse, Siddhartha.
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