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I loved this microhistory! As always, your telling and quotations intertwine so fluidly and inspire many thoughts.

It read like an historical dramedy set in a little town where not all is at is seems to be. Distinct characters navigate each other to assert individual will in an environment ripe with uncertainty. Even though they express it differently, they all possess the will to live beyond survival while unable to deny they are in the midst of a deadly plague. The result is a struggle between order of the whole by those who want control and those who seem to have adopted the "eff it" theory, refusing to be tamed.

It's hard to image what it would have been like to live so provincially in a time where healthcare was so enmeshed with religious practice and there weren't trustworthy sources of information. As a result, I almost find the cobbler and the thieves entertaining because they blatantly acted on impulse and self interest, bringing color to a reportedly miserable time.

But with the microhistorical context going beyond a timeline, sweeping generalizations and even data, it's much easier to also visualize the town as more than just caricatures. The visual of Pandolfo peering through his window several times throughout the night while trying to avoid having rocks thrown at him while he's spying on the interlopers, captures how individual people in this a small town often feared even each other and that uncertainty was replete in typically unrecognized areas of life.

Even Tosi's resistance over mayor Stuffa's insistence that he and his brother remain in quarantine after his mother's death emphasized to me how important human's find the freedom to carry on the ordinary. Ordinary meaning, going outside, conducting business, continuing to *try* in life in the most basic of ways that I easily take for granted.

Doesn't (our) life always matter all the time regardless of circumstances? Aren't we always influenced by our environment and those in it? But aren't our choices always still important?

This story reminds me to consider those questions and recognize the importance of the ordinary.

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