Cassim was walking towards his uncle's shop, whistling a cheerful tune. He came in to see a large box marked: Fragile.
"Ah, Cassim. Just in time. Would you open the box and put the portrait that's in it on the wall where it can been seen when you walk in?"
"Okay."
Cassim opened his pocket knife and cut the tape on the box. He opened it, lifted the portrait out of it, and froze.
"Uncle Jack."
"What's wrong?"
"Look."
Cassim showed him the portrait.
"Oh my gosh! It's you!"
"Where did you get this?"
"It came from the city Agrabah."
Cassim stopped at the name Agrabah.
"Are you okay?"
"I've heard that name before. But where? When?"
"I don't know. I also don't how the man in the portrait is you or looks just like you."
Cassim hung the portrait up and found some paper with Arabic writing on them in the box.
He picked them up and put them in his pocket.
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