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It begins in the public square as the condemned slave is stripped naked before the crowd of on-lookers who lustfully oogle the bare flesh and exposed body parts of the helpless victim. She is mocked, crused, insulted, ridiculed and spat on by mob as she staggers forward under the weight of the heavy beams to the place of execution. Her skin gleems and glistens in the bright hot sun as it oozes from every pore, beads, trickles down, and drips to the ground. The air is filled with the sound of the lash cracking across her nakedness as the cruel executioners drive her forward--eager to mount her on the cross and display her before the crowd. And, her terror mounts as her mind is tormented by the thought of the hours of agony that are still to come. |
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