The shepherd that shears our ewes leaves half the fleece on their back. The spinster filches as much yarn as she can, the weaver underpays for what’s left. We are clueless. Peasants do not let [...]
My mother, nursing my newborn brother, sighed: – I ask you, my tiny boy, so sweet, so precious, if we do as we are told, if we agree that we are wanton, unreliable, disloyal, greedy, vain, [...]