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Ripening fruit muffled on quiet days, the wind walks down empty rows.
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Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
Market Stalls
Ripening fruit muffled on quiet days, the wind walks down empty rows.
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Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
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