To the Amazement of the Taxi driver

The traffic on the road, as usual, is high.

The taxi driver in the gloomy and busy hour of the morning when people swarm like bees on the road, wonders where the new fare will take him.

The new fare, whose eyes are as wide open as the rooster’s in the morning, and who wears a steady smile on his face, just wants to go to the seaside.

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