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hurried, casual, indifferent.
The kind of movement that didn't stop long enough to notice details.
Vendors shouted over each other from crooked stalls.
Arguments layered with discounts.
Noise without pause.
Plastic bags flapped in the breeze.
A bike bell rang sharply, cutting a line through the chaos like punctuation.
Jun set up his cloth without rushing.
The same corner.
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