Q. 25
1: On vacation in Tangier, Morocco, my friend and I sat down at a street cafe.
P: At one point, he bent over with a big smile, showing me a single gold tooth and a dingy fez.
Q: Soon I felt the presence of someone standing alongside me.
R: But this one wouldn’t budge.
S: We had been cautioned about beggars and told to ignore them.
6: Finally a man walked over to me and whispered,”Hey buddy, this guy is your waiter and he wants to take your order”.