Miyako was finishing sweeping out his duka and was about to close down for the day. He was tired for he had an unusual amount of customers today. He passed kwa a Candy wrapper, probably left kwa some stupid teenager, he sighed, bent over and picked it up. His old Bones couldn't take much zaidi of this, he needed to retire. Just one zaidi year, he kept telling himself, and I'll retire. He took one last look around and thought that his duka looked pretty good, so Miyako set down his ufagio and locked up his store. He started to songesha towards his car when he saw a limping figure in the distance. He...
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