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DEODAND: A THING THAT MUST BE OFFERED . . . .

Left-overs from my historical-biography novel research. The year, 1637: Poor John Briant, lies there crumpled in the dirt, bleeding with cuts and scratches. His body has become a broken bulk. Poor, poor John is now quite dead. Who killed John? … Continue reading

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