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Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)

Many girls, incidentally, have been on Wagon Street, being brought down it on their first trip to Ar, though perhaps they did not see much of it, their ankles chained to the central bar in the blue-and-yellow slave wagons, those delivering them, according, say, to the disk numbers on their collars, or the addresses marked on their left breasts, to the various houses on the Street of Brands. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #267)
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21 267 Many girls, incidentally, have been on Wagon Street, being brought down it on their first trip to Ar, though perhaps they did not see much of it, their ankles chained to the central bar in the blue-and-yellow slave wagons, those delivering them, according, say, to the disk numbers on their collars, or the addresses marked on their left breasts, to the various houses on the Street of Brands.

Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)

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21 264 On many streets in Ar wagon traffic is discouraged during daylight hours because of their narrowness.
21 265 There is little difficulty, of course, with the avenues and boulevards.
21 266 They are generally wider.
21 267 Many girls, incidentally, have been on Wagon Street, being brought down it on their first trip to Ar, though perhaps they did not see much of it, their ankles chained to the central bar in the blue-and-yellow slave wagons, those delivering them, according, say, to the disk numbers on their collars, or the addresses marked on their left breasts, to the various houses on the Street of Brands.
21 268 "Ah!" said Boabissia.
21 269 "The Avenue of the Central Cylinder," I said.
21 270 "It is indeed beautiful.
On many streets in Ar wagon traffic is discouraged during daylight hours because of their narrowness. There is little difficulty, of course, with the avenues and boulevards. They are generally wider. Many girls, incidentally, have been on Wagon Street, being brought down it on their first trip to Ar, though perhaps they did not see much of it, their ankles chained to the central bar in the blue-and-yellow slave wagons, those delivering them, according, say, to the disk numbers on their collars, or the addresses marked on their left breasts, to the various houses on the Street of Brands. "Ah!" said Boabissia. "The Avenue of the Central Cylinder," I said. "It is indeed beautiful. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 21)