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"
Go
with
him
,
"
Milo
instructed
Yossarian
laconically
.
"
Remember
your
mission
.
"
"
All
right
,
"
Yossarian
yielded
with
a
sigh
,
remembering
his
mission
.
"
But
at
least
let
me
try
to
find
a
hotel
room
first
so
I
can
get
a
good
night
’
s
sleep
afterward
.
"
"
You
’
ll
get
a
good
night
’
s
sleep
with
the
girls
,
"
Milo
replied
with
the
same
air
of
intrigue
.
"
Remember
your
mission
.
"
But
they
got
no
sleep
at
all
,
for
Yossarian
and
Orr
found
themselves
jammed
into
the
same
double
bed
with
the
two
twelve
–
year
-
old
twenty
-
eight
-
year
-
old
prostitutes
,
who
turned
out
to
be
oily
and
obese
and
who
kept
waking
them
up
all
night
long
to
ask
them
to
switch
partners
.
Yossarian
’
s
perceptions
were
soon
so
fuzzy
that
he
paid
no
notice
to
the
beige
turban
the
fat
one
crowding
into
him
kept
wearing
until
late
the
next
morning
when
the
scheming
ten
-
year
-
old
pimp
with
the
Cuban
panatella
snatched
it
off
in
public
in
a
bestial
caprice
that
exposed
in
the
brilliant
Sicilian
daylight
her
shocking
,
misshapen
and
denudate
skull
.
Vengeful
neighbors
had
shaved
her
hair
to
the
gleaming
bone
because
she
had
slept
with
Germans
.
The
girl
screeched
in
feminine
outrage
and
waddled
comically
after
the
scheming
ten
-
year
-
old
pimp
,
her
grisly
,
bleak
,
violated
scalp
slithering
up
and
down
ludicrously
around
the
queer
darkened
wart
of
her
face
like
something
bleached
and
obscene
.
Yossarian
had
never
laid
eyes
on
anything
so
bare
before
.
The
pimp
spun
the
turban
high
on
his
finger
like
a
trophy
and
kept
himself
skipping
inches
ahead
of
her
finger
tips
as
he
led
her
in
a
tantalizing
circle
around
the
square
congested
with
people
who
were
howling
with
laughter
and
pointing
to
Yossarian
with
derision
when
Milo
strode
up
with
a
grim
look
of
haste
and
puckered
his
lips
reprovingly
at
the
unseemly
spectacle
of
so
much
vice
and
frivolity
.
Milo
insisted
on
leaving
at
once
for
Malta
.
"
We
’
re
sleepy
,
"
Orr
whined
.
"
That
’
s
your
own
fault
,
"
Milo
censured
them
both
selfrighteously
.
"
If
you
had
spent
the
night
in
your
hotel
room
instead
of
with
these
immoral
girls
,
you
’
d
both
feel
as
good
as
I
do
today
.
"
"
You
told
us
to
go
with
them
,
"
Yossarian
retorted
accusingly
.
"
And
we
didn
’
t
have
a
hotel
room
.
You
were
the
only
one
who
could
get
a
hotel
room
.
"
"
That
wasn
’
t
my
fault
,
either
,
"
Milo
explained
haughtily
.
"
How
was
I
supposed
to
know
all
the
buyers
would
be
in
town
for
the
chick
-
pea
harvest
?
"
"
You
knew
it
,
"
Yossarian
charged
.
"
That
explains
why
we
’
re
here
in
Sicily
instead
of
Naples
.
You
’
ve
probably
got
the
whole
damned
plane
filled
with
chick
-
peas
already
.
"
