*Bianca had only two weeks left in Italy. It seemed that only a month ago she had become accustomed to waking up in Rome, a city of sensory temptations which seemed to queue up like eager dwarves behind her, following her from square to square. When she had first arrived, she was always getting lost; at the end of each day, she found herself woefully entangled in an ever more intimate network of streets, until one day she began to listen for her destination, rather than simply look for it. When she listened she heard it speak, and when it spoke, it shouted at her from the market.*
*It was hot out, and market stalls overflowed with fresh fruit shaded under white tarpaulins. She serpentined through the sea of color, blocked out in bins, mounded and scooped into sweet forms: melons, figs, cantaloupes, grapes, citrus, pears.*
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