They don’t say that it’s a pleasure to meet her, or ask her how she’s enjoying her tour of the city. All the men she encounters on her journey into Naples’s center with her father begin that way - and while (I guess) it’s complimentary, and Elena is meant to be a pretty girl, it’s often the only comment they’ll make. “She’s so beautiful,” the man will exclaim, in a tone that sounds awfully similar to one he might use to describe a nice cut of meat at the butcher shop. Every time Elena is greeted by an older man with whom she’s not well acquainted, something weird happens.
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