Realizing that he couldn’t see me very well, he started looking for his misplaced eyeglasses which, I kindly pointed out, were situated on top of his head. After replacing his glasses, he resorted to uttering expletives in Italian (at least, I think it was Italian) and gesticulating wildly in my general direction. He even tried to take my camera away but, given his obviously altered state, missed by a mile and grabbed nothing more than a handful of cigarette-smoke-laden air.
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