A man wearing khaki shorts and sunglasses was blocking my way. In the cramped space between the meat deli and the shelves of neatly stacked lavash, or soft paper-thin layers of fresh bread, my half-full shopping cart and I came to an abrupt halt. A woman next to the khaki-clad man was arguing with a harried-looking shop assistant.
"We would like Diet Pepsi," she told the sales clerk in English.
The assistant hesitated before picking out two bottles of an amber-colored liquid. He held them, arms outstretched, in an almost supplicant gesture.
"No. No. No. Diet Pepsi," the woman insisted.
I edged my cart around the couple. Tourists, I thought, shaking my head.
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