The traffic was heavy, but the bus was not coming. The minutes were passing, but the buses were neither coming nor passing. The bitter cold was penetrating to the depths of my being. Then suddenly I heard a voice asking if I needed help. I looked around and there were three people, but from the same family. The three kind people gave me a ride to the dental clinic. Their kind deed I appreciate very much.
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