70/93 The women, in twos and threes, bareheaded and in white aprons, gossiped in the alley between the blocks. Men, having a rest between drinks, sat on their heels and talked. The place smelled stale; the slate roofs glistered in the arid heat. The water ran quickly over stones and broken pots. Mother and child leaned on the rail of the old sheep-bridge, watching. |