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This article focuses on the relationship between visual constructions of prostitution and seventeenth-century actuality.
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Pferdezucht Heiligenbronn Waldachtal. As Konrad Renger has pointed out, these were closely connected with the spendthrifts, gamblers, drinkers, whore-mongers, and fools who generally abound in the popular literature of the time, and who were, like their visual counterparts, meant to act as a warning rather than providers of mere amusement. Stauffenberg Bloodstock Ascheberg.
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