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"
I
’
m
relaxed
.
"
"
You
’
re
crushing
my
hand
.
"
Langdon
flushed
and
loosened
up
.
"
Breathe
through
your
eyes
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
?
"
"
It
relaxes
the
muscles
.
It
’
s
called
pranayama
.
"
"
Piranha
?
"
"
Not
the
fish
.
Pranayama
.
Never
mind
.
"
As
they
rounded
the
corner
into
Piazza
della
Rotunda
,
the
Pantheon
rose
before
them
.
Langdon
admired
it
,
as
always
,
with
awe
.
The
Pantheon
.
Temple
to
all
gods
.
Pagan
gods
.
Gods
of
Nature
and
Earth
.
The
structure
seemed
boxier
from
the
outside
than
he
remembered
.
The
vertical
pillars
and
triangular
pronaus
all
but
obscured
the
circular
dome
behind
it
.
Still
,
the
bold
and
immodest
inscription
over
the
entrance
assured
him
they
were
in
the
right
spot
.
