The provincial life was beginning to agree with me. Almost. No matter how much the heat tricked my mind into thinking the wine tolerable or the living conditions adequate, I remained a city boy. Not a day went by that I didn't bemoan my fate to Cicero, who, in a birdish sort of way, seemed to be getting annoyed by my complaints. After all, it
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Did he think that gods just went wandering around the streets? That we were all on speaking terms with the Olympians? "You know they aren't just walking around Rome, don't you? Religion and all it's trappings are around everywhere, but not the Gods. There's barely enough room for the actual people without adding every faddish foreign deity that we take it into our heads to worship this month."
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