I'm not sure I want to know what all these people in the background in the first panel of row 2 are doing but it reminds me of the etymology of the word "fornication"...
When I was a teen studying Latin, I thought "fornication" derived directly from the Latin holiday of baking and ovens, Fornacalia, and I had an elaborate back-etymology and explanation for that worked out in my head. The explanation of "stuff going on under arches that are similar in shape to brick ovens" is so much simpler!
According to all sorts of Roman BDs and movies and cable-TV series, you can't walk down a street in Rome after sunset without tripping over half-dressed people baking bread all over the place, piled up in heaps like domed brick ovens.
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In a city that never sleeps...
Date: 2017-03-04 06:35 pm (UTC)Re: In a city that never sleeps...
Date: 2017-03-04 08:34 pm (UTC)According to all sorts of Roman BDs and movies and cable-TV series, you can't walk down a street in Rome after sunset without tripping over half-dressed people baking bread all over the place, piled up in heaps like domed brick ovens.
Re: In a city that never sleeps...
Date: 2017-03-04 10:13 pm (UTC)