Business As Usual

It’s business as usual in the Gynarchy market place.

The butcher master-sir is at his stall; a young Asian woman is flirting outrageously with the local cardinal master-sir; and another bright young woman, with white socks and plain black loafer shoes, is teasing the lowly prisoner-slave in the stocks by tinkling the tiny bells on his ignominious footfool’s cap! Meanwhile other Gynarchy citizens happily go about their daily business without a care in the world – and certainly without a care for the hapless prisoner-slave who is suffering in their midst.

And that’s exactly how it should be.


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