Haha guess what... I just ate two sticks of otah, and they were bought from "the Otah man"!
But I was NOT the one who bought from him.
It was my brother! So nice of him, right? He told me that he bought the otahs out of pity for the man. FOr it boggles his mind as to how one could be so determined to sell the otahs that he would stand at the same place for almost everyday and faithfully doing his job. So he buy lor.
Hee... the heart of compassion runs in my family ya. (wink wink)
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