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Lysistrata

Lysistrata

Lysistrata paced relentlessly in the garden, nervously plucking at leaves. It had been seven months since she had seen her husband, Lycon - since he had left her to go off to war.

Seven months of lonely days and empty nights - of aching heart and throbbing loins. Seven months of longing.

But now a strange smile played around her lips.

Tonight he was coming home . . .

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