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A man approached and Kami met him with an easy grin. “Greetings.”

“Hi, I’m Ehud,” He said, quite cheerfully. “Are you a psychopath?”

The question was not far off some of the bizarre things people whispered about him and he forbade it to surprise me.

“No,” He answered slowly but surely. “I’m Kami Seim.” He held up his fist.

Ehud looked inquisitively at it and they stared for a moment at each other.

“Oh,” Kami grinned to but the awkwardness at ease. “I forgot that ancients used the handshake. Fist bumps are much more hygienic and have completely replaced past physical forms of greeting.” He uncurled his fist and they shook hands.

Kami shook his hand out after release to try and expel the sticky feeling left behind and turned his gaze upward at Ehud again. Kami was still sitting on the ground but Ehud was still standing. Why was he doing that? Why didn’t he sit to so Kami didn’t have to keep craning his head up?

“Sit down!” He commanded with a little more harshness than intended.