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Unreported Violence
Unreported Violence in Vilamoura The couple was nicely suntanned, but the woman had a black eye, he was very courteous to her tried to hold her hand, but she didn´t want to and his face reddened angrily, so she let him hold her hand. Both were nicely dressed on their way to a restaurant; no doubt when meeting friends a droll story would be told how she got that eye. Polite laughter. Men would believe the story, women would exchange glances because in the eyes of the hapless woman they saw the truth. They would find out- women talk- when they went to the ladies to powder their noses. The unlucky one would beg them not to say a word. “ He loves me, but has a bad temper; and when I nag him he slaps me, it is really my fault for not understanding him better. He was so sorry for giving me a black eye last night that he cried, promised not to hit me anymore.”
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