She has her toothpaste and towel, now just needs someone to love her.

This one hid behind the skirts of one of the sisters when I first arrived but after a while, I made friends with her and finally she consented to me picking her up. By the time I had to leave, one of the sisters had to forceably take her, crying her eyes out and clinging to me. She wasn't the only one with tears.

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