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....why should I sin, one could easily slip, her eyes   turned towards hadi s shoes  that were  placed  in perfect condition on the  ground,  she wanted to  give some name to it, but nothing appeared in her blank mind,  her tongue  ready to utter something,  his presence here  besides his talking,  today his manner and style  was  put in a different shelf reserved only for  foes and was kept empty  so far 

Oh, dear,  why was I not taught to  fling dirty words  and use abusive language,  the brand tag  showing  on shoes  brought scowls on her face,  and  suddenly a phrase escaped from her slippery tongue...bloody rich

 She repeated tge term  silently again to herself,  she felt  it very satisfying,  he spoke so softly  it was almost inaudible,  certainly he was one of those  tourists  who pass from there  or a traveler crossing  there , usually all are strangers  who arrive  there,  , his back pack  was on the ground  leaning against the bench,  but this wasn't the place  with accommodation for tourists,  who could  rest there and spend the night  and expected cordial  atmosphere with boarding and lodging  and moved on the next morning,  this man was there since yesterday in town,  perhaps his car broke down,  perhaps he was waiting for someone,  her mind  became hyper active  spinning  out reasons and chances  of his  being there