Saturday, February 5, 2022

2/6/22

I'm in a market. There's an African man who has a huge display of tribal rugs and dresses. My mom is interested in buying some and he explains what they're all about. I can't tell if he's speaking English or not and can't understands what he's talking about. We decide we'll go into town to look for some. 

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