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They thought it the name of a remote place on Gor, from which lovely barbarians, illiterate, somehow, unbelievably enough, not even capable of speaking the language, were harvested for the markets. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 33, Sentence #137)

"I find myself kneeling, naked and bound, collared, before masters, in a tavern in Brundisium. I think differently now". Many of my world, of course, did not accept the existence of her Earth, as another world. They thought it the name of a remote place on Gor, from which lovely barbarians, illiterate, somehow, unbelievably enough, not even capable of speaking the language, were harvested for the markets. Such goods, for example, must have some place of origin. "Perhaps," I said, "my lovely graduate student, as you call it, your current reality is not so different now from that which you occasionally imagined on Earth, when you thought of yourself as a slave in one or another of those different, ancient worlds". "No, Master," she said, squirming, "but now it is real". - (Mariners of Gor)