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"As the vehicle came to a halt, some men stood in some form of stirring recognition, others just continued sipping their tea nonchalantly. The driver was someone who it turned out was well known and welcomed by the elderly men. The owner of the little establishment fussed over him, loudly calling to arms whoever was in his service to prepare a large portion of goat meat for the traveling group, shouting out orders to someone or some people that were yet to be seen by the travelers. Then, all of a sudden, as if from nowhere a group of women and men joined the girls and Twosmo along with the driver on the now cleared tables. The old men had moved to standing positions around the retinue of visitors. Some were pleasantly listening to the to and fro of the conversation between the driver, some of the men who clearly knew him well, and the owner as he went along his business of catering to the new stream of arrivals."
--Excerpt from Guban