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“When Ascyltes, loaded down with all these woes, was falling asleep, the maid he had rejected and insulted rubbed the whole of his face with a generous quantity of ash. He felt nothing, and she went on to paint graffiti-style penises on his shoulders and sides.”

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The Satyricon

Written by Petronius, The Satyricon is a satirical and often graphic account of the adventures of two main characters, Encolpius and his slave Giton. The novel is divided into two books and explores themes of love, betrayal, and the human condition in the decadent Roman Empire. more

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Sarah Ruden

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