Sin

Author: Mo Yan
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Publish Date: 2002-09-01
Features: From the time I sat on the edge of the hay stack, I vaguely felt that the most frightening and cruel thing in the world was human conscience. This thing, shaped like a sweet potato, smelling like rotten fish, and colored like honey, was indeed the prime culprit behind the destruction of the world order. Later, as I walked through a bustling market, I saw people roasting their consciences on blazing charcoal with iron skewers. The fragrance filled the air, and I then understood why this place had become a prosperous market.