“CUSTOMERS” на російській мові

A dozen or more youngsters who couldn’t afford to own stands were running like weasels about the plaza looking for customers.

Phone is for paying customers only.

King’s Sake, half of my customers dig in those jars themselves to make change when I’m busy.

The tailors and seamstresses were bustling about, lighting lamps outside of their doors or closing up, balefully eyeing the stone-paved street that recently would have been filled with potential customers.

Anyway, seeing them chasing customers the way they did was proof enough that living was not so easy.

There were a dozen customers in the room, all locals.

For him the price seemed ridiculously low, while the storekeeper charged him a trifle more than he would ask from his native customers.

Anne did a little business with truffle hunters looking for the delectable funguses in the forest, the occasional hunting party from the cities looking for something more thrilling than deer, and the handful of peddlers who made an adequate living freighting goods out to the frontier, but most of her customers were locals who preferred her cooking to their own or who had a hankering for some company along with their ale or cider.

Vendors called out their wares from kiosks, and the more successful merchants who owned their own storefronts stood outside, prepared to welcome in prospective customers.

A few dozen motor-boats and half a hundred row-boats waited for customers to be taken to the other side of the river.

Petra’s car was one of those contract jobs, set up to be changed every seven years or with a new skin; some customers liked that freedom, although it sounded more like a flashy extension to an existing jail block to Rose.