“. . . traveling from the Quadrangle to the southern city, visitors must cross the playing field of the city ball court. Imitating their game, somewhere between soccer and hacky sack, I gave my best dribbles and kicks with a pretend leather ball, imagining I was launching it through the few rings suspended atop the structures on either side. I’m sure I’m not the first to feign such foot skills and glorious victory on this well-preserved pitch.”

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