monday.

by Leigh.

from susannah:

“sometimes, leigh, you describe people you watched on the train (usually, what they were eating).

S. Lewis writes from Rome, 1921 “Our bus was jammed with Italian peasants–a woman in a blouse of violent green, with a folded handkerchief on her head instead of a hat, a man going hunting–shot gun and coat not unlike yours, but spiral puttees on his legs; a solemn small boy who at an enormous sandwich of goat meat and thick bread.”