Chapter 39 - City Stench

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Alexander I was getting used to city life. It was troublesome, often dirty, and somehow suffocating. I was used to living near the sea, with its fresh breeze and open spaces. I wondered if it was a good idea to live with Fiorentina here. She was from nature itself. Mara often wore rouge and pink stain on her lips. It had become the fashion for noblewomen. There was a time when they were not acceptable, and only fallen women wore them. When the wealthy wore them, they were fainter in color as these cosmetics were supposed to mimic the real thing – the flush of love, youth, and beauty. With Fiorentina, it was different. She was required to wear brighter hues on the stage. As the theater started using electricity, a natural look would appear blanched out. Pale. So, the dancers had to w

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