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Nasreddin was visiting a city that he had never vicited before. He felt that nobody knew him. Then he walked along the street with the hope he might meet some of his acquaintances. But nobody greeted him. He was very sad. He finally came to the market. It was just the same, nobody knew him. He walked into a furniture shop. There he was welcome nicely by the salesman. The salesman asked him warmly, “What can I do for you sir? You are looking for abad, chairs...?” “Well, well! Wait a minute,” said Nasreddin, “First, I want to ask you some question.” The salesman was very glad. He thought that Nasreddin wanted to ask aomething about the furniture. “did you see me when I walked into this shop?” asked Nasreddin. “Yes, sir of course,” answered the salesman. “Have you ever met me before?” said Nasreddin further. “No sir. Never.” “Well, how do you know that the person who walked in is Nasreddin and not someone else?”