The boy looked at the three with a little trepidation after the last reply by one of the women. He looked at the man again, as if reappraising him. The lady had said 'our daughter'. So this was one of those outlandish men who had two wives. The boy was starting to wonder if he had gotten in over his head.
First he had to find out more.
"Why don't we move to a dryer spot instead of standing out here and looking like crazies."
If they did turn out to be a bit turned in the head, he could always nick off. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a young'un just slip out of sight. Good, so the word was out that he was with three strangers. Street rules meant it was his turn to leave a message detailing if they were under his protection, people to be avoided, or good targets to be fleeced.
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The inimical is often more instructive than the benign. Between screams, try to pay attention.
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