The modern city consists of monstrous edifices and of dark, narrow streets full of petrol fumes and toxic gases, torn by the noise of the taxicabs, lorries and buses, and thronged ceaselessly by great crowds.
Sometimes a shadow moved against a dressingroom blind above, gave way to another shadow, an indefinite procession of shadows, who rouged and powdered in an invisible glass.
The owner of a stately blue Sacramento house used as a filming location now has droves of devotees taking selfies outside her window on a kind of pilgrimage.