Inuit

A lady, standing with arms spread open, says to me, “You’re an Inuit, not a part of this all”, wanting me to understand. There was a divided plate, with food, in front of me.

Group of girls in a membership club. The first two meetings, though, were flexible.

The second meeting, they went to a small rectangular pool, somewhat shaped like the sand part for the broad jump, and were there to learn how to fall in. I don’t know if I participated.

As the girls were walking away, after this, one of them was cold, and another was telling her why, and what she needs to do to get warm (something about her shirt?).

I didn’t have money to pay for the membership, so I asked one of the leaders if I could still come even though I didn’t have a card. She told me, a bit sternly, “Next time, don’t forget to bring your card”, thinking that I had one, but forgetting to bring it.

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