The scrutiny of any strange man provoked a sweaty terror. As they left Florence, dying men and women still scrabbled through the streets, screams emanating from the rows of houses, beggars running up to the horses, sick children in their arms, their eyes bleeding, their noses running, begging to join them in their journey out. “‘Go it, missie,’ they said; “kick aht!’ “I swore at that policeman—and disgusted him. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. Now go. Leonardo was to me perhaps like a father, not a lover as you think. Somewhere she had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with their tobacco. She did not try to approach him.
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