It was early morning in the guest house. She needed to tie her new necklace. She had been looking for somebody to help her tie a slipknot but could find no one. She asked him. He looked puzzled and sleepy, holding a plate of scrambled eggs in one hand and a fork in the other. He said that he was unable to do it although he gave her another option. She frowned and shrugged as if to admit her defeat, she wanted a slipknot for her new necklace.
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