The Plea Market
The sky appears to be the only ceiling,
As this bazaar stalls fair weather in exchange.
And while sales are all important, a lot of
Begging & bartering seems popular to interchange.
Admittedly, my fascination is endless, as
The diversity & creativity search my soul.
While I roam about to find novel & new treasures,
Makes me think I've been stuck too long in a black hole.
Whether it's the open air or leisurely pace, the
Pleasure of shopping fills me beyond just common sense.
Since one can easily connect with these artisans
And merchants, creating bonds at no ones expense.
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