"Now he was crawling on his hands and knees through a butcher shop. Everywhere there was meat and more meat."
"Next he crept on his hands and knees through an overfilled butcher’s shop; there was meat, nothing but meat, wherever he stepped..."
I prefer the Paull translation, personally.
Without further ado, here is a sketch I've done based on that line. There is a pretty good chance that this sketch will become a painting or a more finished drawing one of these days, as I am rather fond of it.
|Meat, Nothing But Meat|