For someone standing on the road behind the van, the crate had been in the right height.It is important to understand that my special customer did not...care if the merchandise was pure or virginal in any way or hole. The girls he bought were not precious in any way to him.On the contrary: He loathed them, wanted to loathe them. That's why he ordered – I better say demanded – only gaijin. Always gaijin. Always blonde ones, so their origin and therefore supposed worthlessness were even more. He attacked the trees as if they were personal enemies. We tried to match his output but we didn’t have his strength or desperation. By the end of the day we were exhausted but almost all the overhanging trees were gone. A duck came in to land on the water as we walked back to the hostel building. We stopped to watch as its mate followed. Those two ducks made us feel that we were doing something worthwhile. I hugged Greg in my excitement. His hand stroked my scarfed head but his thoughts seemed. The vagrant was sitting on the sidewalk with his face to the sun. Cindy stopped. He hadn’t noticed her yet. From where she stood, she noted his jawline and the way his face came to life under the dirt. He had at one point been a very handsome man, she realized.“Good morning,” she said expecting some nasty words from him.“Hi, there. I’m sorry for being an asshole these days.”Cindy’s jaw dropped and she just stared at him before saying. “Okay, that’s cool.”He smiled at her. “I get angry sometimes. Your lunch period is from noon till one, but you didn't come back to work until two-thirty. I was there when you got off work at five and I saw you leave with the same guy you went to lunch with. I'm assuming that it was this Scott character. The bottom line is that you didn't work late and you just lied to me about it. I have no idea where you were from five until you walked in the door a few minutes ago, but I do know that it wasn't at work."Nancy was silent for a moment and then she aid,.