In
the market place
The
stalls are set up
Even
the morning rain
The
hawkers never go away
The
traffic jam
The
parking lots will be occupied
For
the early birds never want to miss
And
the women gossiping loudly away
Besides
the road the king of the fruits
It's
on season the aroma gets into the air
Depending
on each individual.....
The
smell can cause headache
In
the market place
It's
older women walk the spaces
The
pretty ones can't be found
They
don't come...
The
older guys sitting in coffee shops
Coffee
and smoking away...
Some
may just watch the daily scenes
In
the market place
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