“The more we desire something,
“The more we desire something,the more we are willing to risk for it.”
the more we are willing to risk for it.”The line snaked out the mammoth door of the Palazzo della Signoria and whipped its tail out into the piazza.
Once a week the Signoria and its main councils allowed the common people to speak before them, to make requests, to make accusations. Once a week the voice of the people rang loudly.
The woman stood in that long line. Though she had arrived with the first breaking of the day, she found her place in its middle. As the sun rose and blazed down upon them, she left her cloak’s hood upon her head. As the line moved, as she made her way into the palace, the hood remained. As she reached the bottom of the stairs and the line of people upon it, sh
