Wulken en/of kinkhoorns

Whelks are strange and comforting.
They have no notion of community life and they breed very quietly. But they have a strong sense of personal dignity.
Even lying face down in a tray of vinegar, there is something noble about a whelk.
Which cannot be said for everybody.

Jeanette Winterson, Oranges are not the only fruit, Pandora Books, 1985.

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