Bettina fumed as she glared at the tourists happily savoring their lunch in the sun. Look how tacky they 
were…the woman overly tanned, wrinkled and saggy, none of them properly lifted or botoxed.
She felt like walking up to their table and handing out her dermatologist’s business cards. And the men 
were even worse. All dressed in all rumpled shirts and shorts, wearing those cheap straw hats sold at the trinket 
shot on Dunmore Street. Why did such people have to come here? 

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