Welcome to Capernaum, a shimmering city at the edge of Galilee. Raf can
show you around. Sure, his legs don’t work and he smells of animal
droppings, but for a few coins he’ll point out all the best deals. He
can be found near the market, along with a mishmash of beggars. There’s
Garon, an ox of a man afflicted with blindness. And Sagi, the
short-tempered leper. The young woman is Gilia, a newcomer to begging
since her husband cast her to the street. Raf knows everyone worth
knowing, maybe even the prophet lurking inside the city walls. They say
this man can forgive sins and heal the sick, but Raf knows a good con
when he hears one. He’s something of a con himself—not that he’d admit
it. If asked, Raf would gaze at the city’s streets and say he is simply a
beggar . . .
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