Caravaggio Lute Player

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distractedly. The idea certainly didn't seem attractive.
'Anyway, they don't allow women inside after dark,' he said.
'And before thought by some to be even more dangerous than the Shades. Two muggers, a sneak thief and someone who had merely tapped Conina on the shoulder to ask her the time had already found this out.
'Do you mind if I ask you a question?' said Rincewind, stepping over the luckless pedestrian who lay coiled around his private pain.
Well?'dark?''Not then, either.'Conina sighed. 'That's silly. What have you wizards got against women, then?'Rincewind's brow wrinkled. 'We're not supposed to put anything against women,' he said. 'That's the whole point.' Sinister grey mists rolled through the docks of Morpork, dripping from the rigging, coiling around the drunken rooftops, lurking in alleys. The docks at night were