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Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)

Goreans, of course, do not even notice such things; they take them for granted, rather as many of my former world do not even notice their familiar, thick, particle-laden, foul air. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 64, Sentence #22)
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64 22 View more quotes about goreans">Goreans, of course, do not even notice such things; they take them for granted, rather as many of my former world do not even notice their familiar, thick, particle-laden, foul air.

Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)

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64 19 These interests and skills, such as they were, on Paula's part, were some of the reasons I tended to feel compassion for her.
64 20 Why could she not, as the rest of us, buy things, and content herself with food that, I would later learn on Gor, was poorly prepared and tasteless? I had never really tasted fresh fruit and fresh bread until I was brought to this world, as a slave, to serve masters.
64 21 Similarly, I had never realized the gross, poisoned atmosphere of my former world until I had breathed the fresh, clean air of Gor.
64 22 Goreans, of course, do not even notice such things; they take them for granted, rather as many of my former world do not even notice their familiar, thick, particle-laden, foul air.
64 23 "It will be ready soon," said Paula.
64 24 Toward the fifteenth Ahn our wagon had drawn into the large caravanserai of Hogarth, thirty pasangs from Ar, by the pasang stone, and, already, better than a hundred wagons were housed there.
64 25 By the eighteenth Ahn there must have been more than four hundred.
These interests and skills, such as they were, on Paula's part, were some of the reasons I tended to feel compassion for her. Why could she not, as the rest of us, buy things, and content herself with food that, I would later learn on Gor, was poorly prepared and tasteless? I had never really tasted fresh fruit and fresh bread until I was brought to this world, as a slave, to serve masters. Similarly, I had never realized the gross, poisoned atmosphere of my former world until I had breathed the fresh, clean air of Gor. Goreans, of course, do not even notice such things; they take them for granted, rather as many of my former world do not even notice their familiar, thick, particle-laden, foul air. "It will be ready soon," said Paula. Toward the fifteenth Ahn our wagon had drawn into the large caravanserai of Hogarth, thirty pasangs from Ar, by the pasang stone, and, already, better than a hundred wagons were housed there. By the eighteenth Ahn there must have been more than four hundred. - (Plunder of Gor)