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None of your business
While walking homeward in the evening the Hodja was stopped by a fellow villager known to be an ardent devourer of sweets.
-Hodja, a short while ago I saw a fellow carrying a huge tray of fine desserts...
-It's none of my business!
-But the fellow was taking the tray into your house.
-Then it's none of your business!
:: Nasreddin Hodja ::
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Didn't we move?
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Didn't we move? (One day a thief robed Hodja's house and removed everything he had. )
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Nasreddin Hodja
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01 fevrier 2002
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