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 PAGE \* MERGEFORMAT 5 Honest return A few years ago I went to the ancient city of Herat, Afghanistan Travel, attracted me here is an ancient earthworks mosque. I have just checked into a hotel a few minutes, there is a long hair is very thin man, his face piled humble smile walked in to hand, of the second and 30 are placed in a beautiful Persian carpet on the floor. Can be said that this is the most beautiful I have ever seen the carpet, full of mysterious patterns of Islamic dazzling. Bright bright colors, red, yellow, green, and blue are intertwined and also clear-cut, it is extremely expensive Furama. I thought he was the hotel attendants, can this man from his pocket and handed me a piece of paper, the above was written in pencil: Muhammad. Zan Chur, carpet dealer, Herat. ‘No, I do not need carpets. ‘I rushed to the statement. He seemed accustomed to the quiet with a laugh: ‘I put them on here, you have to wait and see, you’ll like it. ‘I was about to disagree, he has to go out, holding a camel to go. That evening he returned and sat down quite naturally one of the oil lamps flickered below: ‘You is not never seen a better carpet than these? This one is hand-made by a friend of Mashhad, This is the Buha pulled out, this is ... ... ‘He picked up his familiar way up the carpet nagging. I also said I do not need carpets, but he is also right, I do not care about rejection, there is no prayer prayer contingent or warm expression of anger, on the contrary, he seemed confident, nagging and again leaving the carpet away. The next day at noon he came again, ‘McNeil Saha Bin, you should name is German?’ When I corrected him that I was one of Pennsylvania when he was very clever to interface said: ‘You bring a few I have carpet, it will certainly sensational in Pennsylvania. ‘‘ I do not need carpets, do not want. ‘ ‘You do not think that these carpets in Pennsylvania is the best?’ He diverge in my words, with their feet thumb skillfully pushed to the top of the