she was glory...... she was amazing.... the rhythms of the street vendors made her grow in my mind, in my head, and the cacophony of the auction of camels and unicorns only intensified.....
the wind moved her sarong and she danced upon the crates of exported oranges and garlic, the crowd danced with her joyfully, the music was overtaking the villagers and laughter came from the old folks and the children.....
