This is a good place to people watch. So many languages. Kids playing. Couples making out. An old man eating gelato next to a woman on her cell phone. Horse-drawn carriages await passengers. It must be hot for a horse. From here, I can see Yves Saint Laurent, Missoni, Dior. It's sticky outside, says the puppy sitting next to me. Click. Photo. Click. Have to prove I was here. Otherwise, people might not believe you. Oh, Vivian. What is it about the steps that draws all these people here? We walked up and then down and then part way up again, to sit. I wonder if it's just tourists, or do honest-to-goodness Romans come here too?
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