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The author writes:
"Even in the the most aimless of my picaresque journeys, I was invariably drawn, like the browning needle of some rusty compass, to San Quences. If I have learned anything in my adulthood, it is that cities will not abide their being forgotten. For though Hephistios Glaucon may careen blithely through the celestial fields, yet is Scylla's hound never far behind." —Edwin J. Selenak.