Because the way was not wide-open, we had to zig-zag between the buoys of (millions of) people and through the labyrinthine of security. Careering through it all, by the divine assistance, we were the last humans that by seconds just made it into the closing piazza to see the corpse of Pope John Paul II. Then we looked, and our other roommate and his Italian friend had just done the same! Just behind us was the mayor of Rome with the political lackeys. There was the clamor and then the coffin was closed.
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