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| 17 | 131 | "Kajuralia!" we responded. |
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| 17 | 128 | View more quotes about once">Once more I kissed the black-haired, long-legged girl, and she me. |
| 17 | 129 | "Kajuralia," I said to her gently, and turned, and with the Warrior and the Tarn Keeper, arm in arm, with garlands of talenders, which had been several times replaced, woven about our necks, left the Street of Pots. |
| 17 | 130 | "Kajuralia!" called the girls to us. |
| 17 | 131 | "Kajuralia!" we responded. |
| 17 | 132 | "Kajuralia!" I heard the long-legged girl call after me. |
| 17 | 133 | "Kajuralia, Warrior!" "Kajuralia!" I responded, well satisfied with the day's sport. |
| 17 | 134 | The Kajuralia, or the Holiday of Slaves, or Festival of Slaves, occurs in most of the northern, civilized cities of known Gor once a year. |