“Fitch drew the cutter again along the split. A spray of concrete dust and blood mist dirtied him. (…) Guts oozed from the hole. Intestinal coils, purple and bloodied, boiled up wetly in a meat mass. Billy had thought the entrails of the city would be its torn-up under-earth (…), had thought Fitch would bring up a corner of wires, worms and plumbing to interpret. The literalism of this knack shocked him.” - China Miéville, “Kraken” (2010)
Disclaimer: This entry was first posted on my Facebook profile in June 2011. A discussion I had today inspired me to repost it here.