Snakepit (2)

Living in this atmosphere was not conducive to one's health, sanity, equilibrium. How he now itched to go back to the cattle trail, where a heap of dung meant that cows were in the vicinity. Here they were in the city, chasing a trail of human dung, but without the certainty that there was a human being, living or dead, at the end of it.

from Snakepit
by Moses Isegawa
Alfred A. Knopf, 2004