Americans are taller than us, we agree. They have whiter teeth – much whiter, it's dazzling – and whiter shirts, or blouses. They wear deck shoes, we notice, as though they were on a yacht. And they're first born, as William James would say, not old and jaded like us.
They are as fresh as the sea breeze, we agree. They're louder than us, and more confident. Who else would wear caps back to front? Yet there they are wearing caps back to front. Who else queue up in such an orderly way for their tourist bus? Yet there they are, the young Americans, queuing up, while we drink our morning beers in the sun.
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