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Bacchanal, the jubilant harvest scene is treated with irony epitomized by a paunchy Bacchus, lying on his back, intoxicated but not sated, while a handsome faun squeezes into his mouth the aphrodisiacal essence, obtained directly from a cluster of grapes, and a wry little satyr points to the singular spectacle, winking at the public. At the centre, a chubby little boy has lifted up his garment in order to urinate directly into the room.
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