There were six beds in the dormitory, and the sheets, marked in huge letters 'Stolen from No.- Road', Smelt loathsome. In the next bed to me lay a very old man, a pavement artist, with some extraordinary curvature of the spine that made him stick right out of bed, with his back a foot or two from my face. It was bare, and marked with curious swirls of dirt, like a marble table-top.
DOWN AND OUT IN PARIS AND LONDON
George Orwell