Rome, spring evening. I stand near the Colosseum, pressed against a column, feeling hundreds of years of history. Such harmony and peace. A group of girls aged 17-19 walk by and discuss their personal lives - loudly and very obscenely. And it became so offensive, I'm here with a story, and they talk about such meanness. I shout after them: "Do you think no one here understands you?" They blushed and abruptly disappeared over the horizon.
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