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3/365: Strawbies from Farmer's Market

Seconds. Minutes. Hours. Days. And months. Months of procrastination and one fine Wednesday morning, I've decided to make my way to the Farmer's Market in the city. It's a weekly affair here. Sweet smell of strawberries in the morning air. Chatters of elderly couples. Warm greetings from stallholders. A blissful summer scene on a cold winter morning. Seven months have come and gone. Yet every now and then I still feel like I am adapting, and sometimes like a little girl lost in this big, big world.

 

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