As for Mr. Pynchon’s conjuring of millennial New York, it’s a total mishmash.

[…] & to rent their polrons from their shoulders. Whilest they were thus tearing each other, their horses ran from thē, and they fell to the ground […]

The decoration of this feature is singular for it displays in relief an ansate, oval dish complete with offerings.

ok i finished drawing my ~trollsona~ NO YOU CAN'T SEE HIM