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Monday, July 10, 2006

bazaar

We went shopping at an outdoor bazaar today. Those people practically start measuring produce for you before you even say you want it. They are so eager to sell their stuff. As you pass by them, they say, tell me what you want. Like we want something. And there are some that comment on us in their funny dialect. Mostly about how young mom looks. Well, yeah that’s about it.

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