Master and Slave

An hour after the sun hid itself down the western horizon, I was encountering the reverse of the daytime activities of these droves of people. They were dumped by buses and passenger jeeps at Avenida Riz in the middle of the morning, and after spending the big part of the day on downtown shops, on a city park, and on a zoo they were now rushing to go home and were congregating on the sidewalks of Avenida Riz to wait for public transports for the ride home. Fed up with the unrelenting tiresome street flurries I decided to leave. I had planned long ago to stay home on Sundays, but held back later for it was the day of the week when I benefited most from my business. I had no idea what there was on this particular day that presented the most activities for my deals and had me convinced I would lose a big part of trade transactions from a Sunday absence.