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Unformatted text preview: Suddenly, miraculously, the plane is out of range of the land guns. But Yossarian has no time for celebration: Behind him, men were dying. Strung out for miles in a stricken, tortuous, squirming line, the other flights of planes were making the same hazardous journey . . . through the swollen masses of new and old bursts of flak like rats racing in a pack through their own droppings. Heller's similes create fresh, revealing comparisons. Yossarian's plane is like a lazy, fat fly targeted for extinction. The following planes look like terrified rats in a maze of flak. The contrast of Chapter 16 is just as striking. The very night of the Bologna mission, Yossarian is in Rome on leave. Juxtaposed against the terror, confusion and death of the raid on Bologna, Heller places the youthful joy and sensual celebration of Yossarian's brief romance with Luciana. She is a places the youthful joy and sensual celebration of Yossarian's brief romance with Luciana....
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