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multi kulti

I smiled at the child

It was a little she child.

She donned the garments surely her family thought were appropriate for her.

The little female was surely of Somalian hí¤rkomst as they say here, in Sweden.

Her garments could easily pass off as a Raggedy Ann look somehow.

I was back from a jogging round.

Somehow I felt the need to smile. So I directed my smile at her.

She smiled back.

I realized people need to be smiled at.

Then, ensued a million other stuff. Like multi kulti stuff which somehow seems irrelevant now.

This street in this town is the street of immigrants.

But sometimes that doesn’t matter.


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