So, hold on: we have the decadent Romans, the naughty Renaissance, Hogarth's London, the second world war ... when exactly were women quiet and demure and knew their place? Was it for about six months in 1955, for a bet?
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So, hold on: we have the decadent Romans, the naughty Renaissance, Hogarth's London, the second world war ... when exactly were women quiet and demure and knew their place? Was it for about six months in 1955, for a bet?
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