"Excuse me, can you tell me the way to the museum?" he asked.
He wasn't asking anyone in particular, he just hoped one of the many people on the street could help him. He'd got a map, but in the absence of any kind of YOU ARE HERE reference point it was useless.
Everyone on the street ignored him.
I might as well be speaking a foreign language, he thought.
And he was, that was the problem. Parisians were unlikely to help an angry-sounding Glaswegian who spoke a variety of English none of them had ever heard.
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