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Imagine and ponder:

Two gents from the premier pre-tertiary institution of our nation (or its affiliate - their uniforms are indistinguishable) seated comfortably in a coffee joint. It's early evening and raining outside. Five dollars cups of coffee. Recline a bit. An old lady comes in, shabby and a little drenched. She risks being chased out or scolded (but then she has nothing to lose), hawking tissue paper. A dollar for three packs. The gents wave her away.

Comments (1)

yeu@nn:

Thought-provoking... thanks bro. :)

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