Today in the morning I happened to stop a taxi on the street corner, the driver was an old Iranian friend that I saw after 7 years, then I went to the flea market and bought a few things, including an old Hungarian portrait painting. A short time later it was stolen from me when I left it unattended next to a table. The thief was also an old friend...Which old friend do you think I was most looking forward to? the taxi driver or the painting thief? I can't prove anything to either of them