The atmosphere at the fair was exuberant, the lights flashed in bright colors, and the music blared. In the midst of the hustle and bustle, my eyes fell on a drunken man lying motionless on the ground. He had clearly overindulged in sweet cocktails and lay there while life pulsated all around him.
A group of women in skimpy outfits seemed to be having a great time. They laughed and pointed at him as if he were part of their show. With mocking grins, they approached, and I couldn’t believe what I saw. They started to taunt him with their shoes and even with their bare feet. It was a mixture of amusement and horror—the poor guy couldn’t even defend himself.
„Look at him! He’s like a carpet!“ one of them shouted, and everyone burst into peals of laughter. As I watched the goings-on, I felt uneasy. Sure, it was all just fun for them, but the sight of the humiliated man made me shudder. A quick glance at the women’s happy faces and I turned away. Fairs can sometimes reveal some truly strange sides.
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