I thought of letting Mister Deng catch the bus himself and preserve my dignity. But when I realized he had my handbag and there was no way of getting home without it, self-preservation trumped dignity. We caught the bus. He would have been in much bigger trouble if we didn’t catch the bus, after all that mad running.
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