tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237462107707330905.post1013945424841766605..comments2023-07-11T08:18:23.838-07:00Comments on Cold Pasta & Red Wine: Of Crowded Trains and PhotographsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237462107707330905.post-33583706414100274232015-07-06T00:31:04.588-07:002015-07-06T00:31:04.588-07:00Exactly, Pat. He was in a public place and had no...Exactly, Pat. He was in a public place and had no right to ask or demand anything. He was an Italian kid, and part of the conversation was in Italian. I usually italicize the Italian, but I have forgotten what was English and what was not, so I let it all go as in English.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17336153127395895871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237462107707330905.post-89756596672258749022015-07-05T14:14:56.075-07:002015-07-05T14:14:56.075-07:00Since you were on public transportation, how DARE ...Since you were on public transportation, how DARE he insist that you delete it? Even if you HAD taken a photo of him while on the train, he had no right to ask, let alone demand. Was he a native or just a tourist from another country? Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03287135678787460705noreply@blogger.com