So there walks a transcient man. He seeks to engage pretty much everyone in conversation. A middle-aged woman stops by to listen to him for a while. Rapidly he wants a hug, or a kiss. The middle-aged woman indulges but she doesn't mean it, she looks a bit disgusted. The man makes another request which I do not hear. By now the woman is trying to extirpate herself from the encounter. She starts talking quickly, looking away, making excuses and then leaving.
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