In a residential area, this market had a mix of craftmans, healers and ceramists. There was discounted stall that was quite to savage bowls at a pay as you wish price. There were also artwork, that camaflouged too well that people would step over already broken pieces and thought they broke something.
Then there was a change of scents of insence burning and massages when there was no traffic. With markets it’s hard to make profits and in breaking even or any profits you buy a bowl or a hat from the other booths; chit chat and open up to a strangers intimacy.

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