Hands of deceit.
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mercurialbuddha
mercurialbuddha A small speck of dust in the universe.
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One night I was walking along a dingy and narrow road. I saw a man in tattered clothes crying on the road. On further inquiry, I found out he was a poor beggar. As I advanced to place money in his hands, I fainted on seeing hooves instead of hands!

Hands of deceit.

One night I was walking along a dingy and narrow road. I saw a man in tattered clothes crying on the road. On further inquiry, I found out he was a poor beggar.

As I advanced to place money in his hands, I fainted on seeing hooves instead of hands!

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