GALILEO Prone before the archbishop, he averted his face from the severe brocade and chasuble stained with incense and filth, his hands pressed to the cold marble. I like to think he lay there...
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DEACONESSES (Pliny X.96) Remember the two nameless slave-women, the two deaconesses Pliny had flogged. Their ruined skin, the flaking of the shackles, their new blood on the brown crust of...
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