Minsk Day 2

When I was waiting for the tram a stranger came up to me and started asking idiotic questions. Bad smelling people frequently come to me to beg for money. May be it happens because I’m fat? May be they think that fat people are kind:) All of them start with the same phrase so I spot them immediately. This guy was well dressed, he had a bag in his hand. Despite all these attributes of “luxury” I understood his aim in the long run. And I started to talk with him about God 🙂 It always works! Smart people think that I’m stupid, stupid people just get afraid. That man was no exception.

He was travelling in my tram, and all the time talked with different passengers.