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#*If you ever travel under rain dotted blue stop at the ten mile haat.* Sellers there are not smart buyers don't ever bargain strange is their dealing art both parties feel having gained. Small is all they have except the smiles on the face the little the garden has saved is sold to fetch happiness. There's no haggling on price never mind if you don't buy no price is needed to be nice peace is just an easy try. Small men with not much of need who easily make you their part an island that lies far from greed enchants you wins your heart. And it's not a story that I make I happen to be there once a while return with a bag of big take from the village haat at ten mile.
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Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 10:05 AM UTC
Ten Mile Haat
#*If you ever travel under rain dotted blue stop at the ten mile haat.* Sellers there are not smart buyers don't ever bargain strange is their dealing art both parties feel having gained. Small is all they have except the smiles on the face the little the garden has saved is sold to fetch happiness. There's no haggling on price never mind if you don't buy no price is needed to be nice peace is just an easy try. Small men with not much of need who easily make you their part an island that lies far from greed enchants you wins your heart. And it's not a story that I make I happen to be there once a while return with a bag of big take from the village haat at ten mile.
pradip-chattopadhyay
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Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 10:05 AM UTC
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