Smiling men beckoning you to buy their produce
Children running around on eroded paths
Wearing nothing on their feet.
A stray dog run out into the crowd of people amidst the confusion
The hound leaps out into the road
A white and weathered van whizzes past.
The dog gallivants around the noise
Not searching for anything
Just exploring.
The dog enters a quieter part of the city
People walk briskly
Huge shopping bags clenched in their hands.
He paces around a corner
And he's gone.
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