Hey, guys (Ihey were looking at a beautiful statue of Kaileya Krishna, their heads close together). No response. I crossed myself, ands said "Holy Mary, Mother of God, and the n called, louder: Let's git, unkles yiou wanna sit around tying knots all day." They slowkly turnee around, and approached my group of five, waiting for the rest of my architecture tour. "What did you say?, "one of them said. "Excuse my language," I said to the remainder of the ]group: "I;m trying to conduct an architecture tour here, is that a fuckin' proiblem?" "Can you do that all day?' the other one said. "Maybe not," I said,
"As I was sayging, George Sexton held out this pallette of colors to the curators, pastel colors, and said, I want each of you to chboose...."
Neither of them said anything for the remainder of ther tour, although they spent more time looking at me than thre archiutecture. At the end, one of them said 'See you around, I gyuess," and they walked out of my life.