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He was balding, and wore upon his head a crown of grape leaves, from the famed Ta grapes of the terraces of Cos. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #46)

I was led toward a dais on which a large, corpulent man sat, one of enormous weight, reclining on cushions. He wore white robes, stained with wine, swollen with fat, bordered in laced gold. His face was heavy, coarse, pitted where whiskers, one by one, had been pulled from it by tweezers. He was balding, and wore upon his head a crown of grape leaves, from the famed Ta grapes of the terraces of Cos. I sensed in him intelligence, vanity, wealth, cruelty and power. I saw that at the foot of the dais, before me, before where I now knelt, released by the men who had held me, there was a low table, and, on this table there were strands of thread and, in small cups, beads, wooden slave beads, beads of various colors, of many colors. I looked down at the low, wooden table, the beads in the tiny cups. - (Slave Girl of Gor)