We spent a lot of time in Rome on public transport. Everywhere, Italians offered me their seat, and always smiled, coo'd and talked at length to Owen. Once, we were goin down to the Metro and Owen was looking toward the other escalator. I looked over to see a younger man, probably in his 30's sticking his tongue way out at him. He wasn't in the least embarased at me having seen him.
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