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Intro. On the stone pier, where ships bring spices, fabrics, and rumors of war, another type of cargo is also traded. No one shouts, no one runs. Slave traders have their stalls among the fishmongers and copper dealers. A roughly carved wooden sign announces: “Labor available. Prices according to condition.” Buyers arrive early, before the sun heats the cobblestones. They check teeth, ask about languages, compare ages as if choosing mules. The port smells of salt, damp rope... and routine.

Slave traders at the salt dock

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