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It was in Canubas that the catamites were freed:

limber and sloshed, with sheer robes they push through the Swamp Shafts
us boys flee, freed, you at the head.

Back in town:
ambitious, they speak with the silphs and fall in love
with each other, create gilded tapestries,
and give you some herbs and charms to ward off evil.