He comes again. Always wearing the same outfit. The grey long-sleeved shirt and black pants. And again, I always smell the smell...
He comes once in a month, usually to one man who becomes his target, with the same expression. Asking for money in certain way. Sometimes he brings cloth for sale, but most of the time merely telling story to create compassion. I'm sorry, I don't mean to underestimate or something. But I highly appreciate people who fight. There must be a way other than "begging". It's not fair judge, but it's not fair either to give up.
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