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A year or so after the war an Italian opera company visited London.
There in the loveliest theatre in England, under the gold insignia of the young queen (Victoria), and surrounded (at a distance) by the faded lettuce leaves, horse droppings, flower petals, bits of blown straw and stray tomatoes of the district's other industry, they gave a season of the familiar works of Rossini, Verdi, Puccini and Leoncavallo.
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