Namnetes
The Namnetes were a tribe of ancient Gaul, living in the area of the modern city of Nantes near the river Liger (modern Loire).
They were neighbours to the Veneti people (north-west), the Redones (North), the Andecavi (east) and the Pictones (south).
In the spring 56 BC during the Gallic wars and according to Caesar, the Namnetes allied to the Veneti to fight against the fleet made by Caesar. Decimus Brutus, leader of the Roman fleet, finally won the battle.
During Roman domination, the Namnete capital city was located at the confluence of the Loire and the Erdre; its name was probably Condevicnum. During the 3rd century AD, the city became known as Portus Namnetum, then Nantes in the Middle Ages.
Samnitae/Namnete Women's Island
According to Strabo, quoting Poseidonios, there is an island in the Ocean near the outlet of the Loire river which was inhabited by the "women of the Samnitae," which is generally taken to be a mistake and actually refers to the "Namnitae" or Namnetes. No man was ever allowed on the island and the women themselves sailed from it to have intercourse with men on the continent before returning there again. They also had the strange custom of unroofing their temple every year and roofing it again on the same day before sunset, each woman bringing her load to add to the roof. The woman whose load would fall out of her arms was rent to pieces by the rest, and they allegedly carried the pieces round the temple with the cry of "Ev-ah" in a frenetic manner.
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No Amends
by: Rainbirdsi should like to remember
how i used to forget you
instead i try and discover
a new way to get you
face down in the gutter
i can`t look at the stars
but as i taste this old mud here
i can sense that you are
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from your cozy little bed there
with an angry little moan
think of hitting me harder
shoot me back into the
past that brought me thought me up to
haunt you taunt you till you learned that
this is the point of no return
no more deals and no pretence
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how i used to forget you
instead i try and discover
a new way to get you
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the your breath make believe no less than
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past that brought me thought me up to
haunt you taunt you till you had enough
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this is the point of no return
no more deals and no pretence
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no more open-heart offence
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no more petty crimes and no amends
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