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Beneath a broad grey sky, upon a vast and dusty plain devoid of grass, / and where not even a nettle or a thistle was to be seen, I met several / men who walked bowed down to the ground.
Each one carried upon his back an enormous Chimaera as heavy as a sack of / flour or coal, or as the equipment of a Roman foot-soldier.