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Free women often carry a switch. Slaves note such things. One dealer had set up a stall on the walkway, to sell brightly plumaged birds. Happily, on my route, there were no slave shelves or slave cells. I do not think I would have liked to walk past such premises, for I am sure I would have been idly assessed by the chained slaves on the shelves or those incarcerated in the cells, just as I might assess them, each wondering what price we might bring, what men would pay for us. I now passed a small pottery shop. I also passed two stalls, in one of which a fellow was exhibiting drawings, paintings, carvings, and small pieces of metal artwork, while in the other a man was offering kaissa sets, cards, and dice for sale, displayed on a table, while, behind him, arranged on hooks and shelves, oddly enough, were flutes, tabors, and kalikas. - (Quarry of Gor)