“Humiliation. But the face, nearly unmarked, no mutilation of the genitals. It doesn’t feel personal.” “Somebody takes a torch to my balls, I’m taking it personal,” one of the cops said. Mira smiled at him. “Burns heal, Officer, given the time. Personal would be slicing them up or off.” “Acid.” Eve spoke casually. “I caught one once where the girlfriend got pissed, and when the guy was crashed on Zoner, poured acid on his balls.”
