Evidently he was gazing at the dull red roofs of the city: but was he registering what he saw? Never glance sideways at man, the old Kanaka woman had said. But you don’t particularly want to do the job that sets you free—for its own sake. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. She grew perhaps a shade paler, and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with luggage, was still waiting.
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