They waded through the street fair crowd, searching for the stand of Cafe of India, where he thought they could buy a mound of Sag Paneer and rice for three dollars. She was in a foul mood, as she often was in crowds, and saw no reason to hide it. In fact she deliberately made the experience as unpleasant for him as possible so as to give him pause, in the future, before forcing her to deal with such a crowd—what Lorca called, as she kept reminding him, the “urinating multitudes.”
A man signs a shovel and so he digs.
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