Thy city heap-d with envy to the brim held me in brighter days Gustave Dore (1832-1883)

Gustave Dore – Thy city heap-d with envy to the brim held me in brighter days

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Tal vez sea un dibujo en blanco y negro de un hombre de pie sobre un grupo de hombres desnudos en medio de un circulo de hombres tumbados en el suelo.

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