Under the table.
In Chapel place two youthful community policemen, stop to caress a cat, which winds itself round their legs.
On a bench in the sun a young woman sits with a chocolate icecream on a stick. She hold the ice in front of her to stop the drips falling on her clothes. She might also be admiring it or presenting it as an offering. For a moment as I pass I think that I might take it from her.
In Chapel place two youthful community policemen, stop to caress a cat, which winds itself round their legs.
On a bench in the sun a young woman sits with a chocolate icecream on a stick. She hold the ice in front of her to stop the drips falling on her clothes. She might also be admiring it or presenting it as an offering. For a moment as I pass I think that I might take it from her.
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