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The man takes some money out of his pocket and shoves it in the tramp's hand. "Take this and let me have this bottle." As the man speaks, he takes the bottle, pours some beer on his hand over his body, and then walks straight in the direction of Marcellus and Katrina. Behind him, the tramp looks at the money in his hand then at the strange man. He shakes his head in pity. It seems that the man’s illness is really serious. The money he gave is enough to buy a case of beer. Keeping her eyes closed tightly, Katrina steels herself as she clutches her fists to her clothes tightly. She can feel Marcellus’s breath as he gets closer and closer. In the next second, Marcellus will kiss her on the lips. Katrina doesn't know why she feels so nervous and panicked. Marcellus likes her, and she o