SPOILER ALERT!

QUOTE: Mort by Terry Pratchett

"The other diners didn't take much notice, even when Death leaned back and lit a rather fine pipe.  Someone with smoke curling out of their eye sockets takes some ignoring, but everyone managed it"

 

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"The Klatchian waiter arrived with the bill, and placed it in front of Eath.  The man was squat and brown, with a hairstyle like a coconut gone nova, and his round face creased into a puzzled frown when Death nodded politely to him.  He shook his head like someone trying to dislodge soap from his ears, and walked away."

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The visual imagery is something...