And so I turned away and went through shop after shop and
store after store, far down the long street of the merchants,
and called for the wares of Rome and the East,
but the tradesmen were gone, the marts were silent,
and nothing was left but the broken jars all set in cement of cinders and ashes:
the wine and the oil that once had filled them were gone with their owners.
Mark Twain, The Innocents Abroad, Chapter XXXI
Visiting Pompei is a unique experience, in many ways it is as though the residents just stepped out, even though no one has lived there in nearly two thousand years.
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