One rainy afternoon in a supermarket. A tall young lady, with gorgeous long legs, walking up and down an isle, pointing to this and that, blabbering a monologue of why she needs this and that. She held a tiny wallet. A short and skinny young man right behind her, following her up and down the isles, picking up things she pointed. He carried two bags and a basket. He had a tribal tattoo on his right arm.
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