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...man in a burgundy coloured uniform approaching me.  The crowd parted.  She was armed. Her hand went towards her firearm, and I flinched.  Then I saw that she had a sack tucked into her belt. It was made of the same robust burgundy fabric of her uniform.  She untucked it and handed it to me, motioning with her head at the carrier bags.  I hoisted them both up, with much puffing and blowing, and transferred them to the sack.  Then I tried lifting it.  That was completely impossible.  I tried dragging it, which was almost as bad.  I think I may have moved it all of two inches.

I shrugged at the guard, who towered over me.  She grabbed the neck of the sack and, one-handed, slung it over her enormous shoulder.  Turning her back, she walked away and I followed, leaving behind a still fairly generous pile of mainly coins behind me.  In my peripheral vision,  I saw the crowd descend upon it.

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