Walk
around the food court
In
the morning of the windy sky
The
early crowd all gathered
Food,
drinks and talking
Walk
to the hawkers' stalls
The
food businesses and fruits
The
local pastry on display
Some
wok up on the spot
By
the time I take my walk
Many
items have gone quickly
The
morning crowd of people
Some
look at the durians
I
stop by at the old couple
I
buy 2 kilo of garcinia mangostana
I
ask about their son in Australia
They
say he hardly comes home since
Life
seems tough for the couple
They
will carry on their trade
They
still have to earn their living
Plying
their trade on the street
Bicycles
parked everywhere
Cars
parked without drivers
The
town council officers aren't around
Even
the police will stay away
In
the food court
The
usual bantering
As
I take my leave
The
sun is smiling with its light
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