Comments on: Encounters with souvenir sellers: scene II

By: Clarice

Clarice — Fri, 10 Mar 2006 01:37:36 +0000

Why, thank you for that kind remark. You’ve inspired me to write a post for my site about the value of kisses.

I still maintain that prices don’t belong on some things though, no matter how high. And I find it hard to admire people who effectively invite teenage girls into prostitution-like exchanges. The invitation is damaging in itself, whether one accepts it or not.

And there’s a fine line between cheek and something more sinister.

By: The Pedant-General

The Pedant-General — Thu, 09 Mar 2006 14:49:02 +0000

Vikram Sundarajan Balaji,

Robert touches on the problem of confronting the absolute armed only with relatives in due course.

Clarice,

I remain certain that a kiss from you would be worth considerably more than your earnest vendor’s starting price of £10…..

you have to admire his cheek though, even if not his lips
G

By: Vikram Sundarajan Balaji

Vikram Sundarajan Balaji — Sat, 04 Mar 2006 15:42:01 +0000

I am Glad Mr. Robery Sharp that you have finally written an ARTICLE that sort of sees the RELATIVE and makes you think about an ABSOLUTE. Anyway my first impression of you has not been betrayed that I did think that someday you would make a great writer. Well for once I have read an article from you that sort of makes me Believe that you would end up as a great Writer some day.

By: Robert

Robert — Sat, 04 Mar 2006 12:43:29 +0000

In my head, clearly.

By: The Chairwoman

The Chairwoman — Sat, 04 Mar 2006 12:35:02 +0000

Do you like the artifact? Could you afford it? Was it ‘expensive’ in real terms? An itinerent souvenir salesman had a good day. You made him and his family deliriously happy. Where’s the problem?

By: Clarice

Clarice — Sat, 04 Mar 2006 00:19:23 +0000

When I was in Egypt, a man tried to sell me black carved egyptian cat statue, for ten pounds. I didn’t want it, so I said no thank you. So he said what about 8 pounds. I didn’t want it, so I said no thank you. This went on, and the price kept falling, down to one pound. I still didn’t want it, so I said no thank you (again), at which point, the price went down further still to the grand sum of one kiss. I still didn’t want it. And I would hope that somebody else paid a proper price for it. It’s got to make you wonder though.