It had been a nice day but she wasn't feeling great, she was lonely and began to regret her decision to come to the city, but she had and now had to '...lump it'. It wasn't very often she used bad language but this day she did, mainly to reinforce the mistake in moving. "Fuck!" she snapped. "I'm going out, maybe a picture or a gallery, anything to take away the boredom". She knew that she wasn't that attractive but a girl friend had once told her "Blanche you have a decent set of tits, why not. "Look at that pile of shit your dragon left," Fuster said, pointing at the steaming pile that came up to Pardin's knees. "There is enough fertilizer there to boost the growth of half of the orchard. Greater than a steaming pile of cow shit, this is primo grade-A dragon shit. Your dragon left a fair trade for the tree she ate." How much is dragon crap worth if we sold it?" Pardin said."Ahh, dragon shit would be a new market and new markets are notoriously fickle," Fuster said. "There are a lot. ”BHAI SAHAB AAP ARMY WALLE HAINN JINHO NE MUJHESE KAAM KARNE KO KAHA THA…” I DONT KNOW WHAT SHE WAS SAYING….I WAS BOUT TO SAY no…but all of sudden…i got it…i said yes…she again smiled..and said…jhoothi moothi…she said…haanji sahab apki biwi se baat huee thi…mujhe APNA NUMBER DE DEJIA…she did all this just to hide the truth from the gurl with her…..And she move aways…..Now i was far away from my place….and i catch the same bus 507…and while i was in bust after 20 min i got a call from here from. Oh well, I’m sure Murada-san will tell me all about it in the morning. I had been at the inn for a few days. A few months earlier, I came here on business and found great comfort in my friendship with Murada-san and inspiration from the mountain. It surprised me that I could return here, but I guess the positive forces outweighed my bittersweet memories. I never did, however, climb the stairs to the top floor to return to the room where we first stayed. I sat at a table with a dim light in the.