The Woosh
Rohan and Charoen, holding hands, crossed the street and proceed to the opposite pavement. On the way Rohan showed her the blind man standing at the side of the pavement. “I always give him some coins,” he remarked. “And when I drop them in his hand I tell him how much I have given so that he can keep a count of his daily earnings. I once had a chat with him, and he had said that he comes all the way from the surburbs. He leaves his house at two in the afternoon, walks up to the station, boards the three o’clock local train, and gets off at Blue Road Station. What takes others ten minutes to walk, takes him thirty minutes. He knows the roads he has to cross and exactly which point he has to cross from. Sometimes a pedestrian helps him go across, and he never fails to acknowledge the he
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