I just came out of an ATM booth on the main street in Ulan Bator, capital of Mongolia. A young white, woman walking down the street stopped and said,”Look at this!” to me in English. She showed me a nice purse she had hanging from her shoulder. As I looked into it I saw her shoes. The bottom had been slit open and it was empty. “I was at the outdoor market today.” I knew this was a common thing since pickpockets were known to hang around the big outdoor affair where you could by almost anything for less money than normal. “I said, “You lost your money?” “No!” she said looking me in the eyes, “I lost my purse!” “Look at this. I got this in Peru!”
She walked away without even telling me her name.