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... iated child about ten years old, as they struggled to make their way to the grain warehouse official. With a bowed head and hand over his chest, he pleaded:
"Sir, kind sir! Bread in the city has soared to 22 sous a pound, we truly cannot afford it... Please, show some mercy and distribute some grain. Otherwise, we really won’t survive!"
Normally, bread in Nice wouldn’t exceed 10 sous per pound. This meant that for citizens who were barely scraping by on every single sous they ear ...
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