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They went to the Flea Market, expecting to find the treasures of Europe, and found instead a duplication of that long double row of booths in Tours.
They had lunch at a sidewalk cafe overlooking the intersection of two broad, busy, unpicturesque streets, and coming home they got lost in the Metro ; ;
it took them over an hour to get back to the station where they should have changed, in order to take the line that went to the Place Redoute.
It was the end of the afternoon when he took the huge key out of his pocket and inserted it into the keyhole.
He was wearing sneakers and shorts and an open-collared shirt, and in his hand he carried a little black bag.
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