happen just because nothing ever happens to me. As I was rushing to
the train station an average guy bumped into me.
I turned to see who will bump into me in such a huge area, a thought
of that person having a horrible intention towards me never crossed my
mind. As soon as I turned he quickly extended his hand to offer an
apology. I was think "this is a nice dude, I didn't know Jozi people
were this friendly" not knowing what was about to happen.
The guy shook my hand and hypnotized me with his unending apartheid
stories. As he was demonstrating how they use to grasp people and drag
them with there pants, I was so caught up in the moment and never
realised the guy was actually robbing me blind. At the end of his
story he gave me a hug, yes I said it, a hug. I felt silly getting a
hug from a stranger in the middle of the street. When I tell people
this story I never mention a hug. The guy stole my brand new phone
during that hug, its gone.
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