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Book 16. (1 results) Guardsman of Gor (Individual Quote)

The Street of the Writhing Slave winds tortuously upward from the wharves, threading its narrow way through a commercial district upward towards a hilly residential district. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #19)
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17 19 The View more quotes about street">Street of the Writhing Slave winds tortuously upward from the wharves, threading its narrow way through a commercial district upward towards a hilly residential district.

Book 16. (7 results) Guardsman of Gor (Context Quote)

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17 16 To be sure, Coin Girls are usually regarded as the lowest form of Gorean street slave.
17 17 I continued to walk up the Street of the Writhing Slave.
17 18 Such girls, now, as it was late, past the nineteenth Ahn, would surely, at least for the most part, be chained in their basement kennels, lying on their straw mats, trying to sleep, clutching their thin blankets about their nude bodies.
17 19 The Street of the Writhing Slave winds tortuously upward from the wharves, threading its narrow way through a commercial district upward towards a hilly residential district.
17 20 Free women, incidentally, tend to avoid the Street of the Writhing Slave.
17 21 It frightens them, it seems, to walk upon it.
17 22 I supposed I could not blame them.
To be sure, Coin Girls are usually regarded as the lowest form of Gorean street slave. I continued to walk up the Street of the Writhing Slave. Such girls, now, as it was late, past the nineteenth Ahn, would surely, at least for the most part, be chained in their basement kennels, lying on their straw mats, trying to sleep, clutching their thin blankets about their nude bodies. The Street of the Writhing Slave winds tortuously upward from the wharves, threading its narrow way through a commercial district upward towards a hilly residential district. Free women, incidentally, tend to avoid the Street of the Writhing Slave. It frightens them, it seems, to walk upon it. I supposed I could not blame them. - (Guardsman of Gor)