A fine description of a protuberant belly. I like the care with which the angry fat man moves it through a door.
Mr Remy belonged to the rare category of angry fat men. He walked slowly, with great dignity, pushing his protruding belly through the door with care and circumspection as if it were new-born twins in a pram.
Source: György Faludy, My Happy Days in Hell, trans. by Kathleen Szasz (London: Penguin Classics, 2010 (1962)), p. 15
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