Conspiracy Of The Biscuits Trading

We continued walking down the river towards Jonker Street. The whole situation got tensed up as everything seems to be from a conspiracy movie.. suspicious activites all around me..

All I could do was ask myself questions..

“What is he trying to put on the potatoes? Are those white powder dangerous?”

“Did someone leave a guitar on the streets? Those words on it.. are they signs for a kidnap case?”

“What are they trading? What’s inside those biscuits?”

“This older man.. why do we have similar faces?”

“Where are all the boats? Where have they fled to?”

“That suspicious looking guy.. where is he bringing those ladies to? Is he trustable?”


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