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I really shouldn't have smoked a cigarette so early in the day, thought Theresa, it always makes me sick.
She got up, standing uncertainly for a moment, then moving aside to let go past her, talking, a group of young men.
They wore shoes with pointed toes, odd to American eyes, and narrow trousers, and their hair looked unnaturally black and slick.
Just then a man approached her with a tray of cheap cameos, Parker fountain pens, rosaries, papal portraits.
There she walked to the far left and leaned on a vacant section of banister, while the vendor picked himself another well-dressed American lady, carrying a camera and a handsome alligator bag, ascending the steps alone.
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