City and People
by Zhao Baitian
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At the entrance of a shopping mall, one of my bicycles was stolen again. This is the second car stolen in just two months since I came to this city. I clutched the car key that had lost its meaning and wandered around the entrance of the mall over and over again, hoping that my bicycle would return to me like a lost child. When I saw something similar in appearance, I walked closer to take a closer look. My behavior attracted the attention of the old lady who was looking after the car at the entrance of the shopping mall. This scarecrow-like car watcher must have taken me as an imaginary car thief in her mind. I saw this from her suspicious eyes. I quickly announced to the old lady that I was looking for my car. The old lady said, I have seen you go around in circles several times, and your car must not be found. She said this was the fifth vehicle stolen this afternoon.
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