Two white men were walking in front of us towards the Mosque. One was bald and tubby and the other was short and gangly, with dyed black hair and a whispy beard. Narcs, by the look of their posture. As she was crossing the sewers, the bald one grabbed the shapely behind of a young woman striding along with a basin on her head. The black haired one was watching with interest.
The woman stopped, but was unable to turn her head because of her load. She stood still for some seconds, gathering her wits about her. Then, she strode ahead and landed on the right side of the sewer, separating herself from the freaks. Then, she continued walking. The sulmias were watching her remove herself, apparently pleased with the outcome. I wish I had their guts, but not their pathetic lives.