On the way back to the port, Teeny wanted to run to buy cigarettes, dragging us all along with her. On the walk, a rat ran in front of Deirdre and she screamed. Loudly. Some taxi drivers saw and laughed. At the end of a weird alley, we found a liquor store that sold cigarettes and Kaliks. Everyone started yelling "Kalik, Kalik, Kalik!"
On the return trip, the taxi drivers offered to take photos of us right where the rats were. As we were taking this photo 2 rats squealed and ran out of a dumpster, prompting us all to shout and laugh.
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