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The Siege Outlasted, life is worse. Shivering royalists stand at the cathedral wall, those who faint are shot first so not to be overlooked. Townspeople watch but only the muskets clap. Flies come long before the carts. Loads are thrown into the Loire until the current slows then dropped midstream but the bodies make another bridge below, & swell, & won't budge. We have no other place. Fevers take as many, more, than bullets, & death seems less because there are many. 5 ...

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