Winter Market
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A Christmas Market in a Small Town, New York City
There were no people i'd rather spend my money with than fellow makers in my own little town. I could smell cardemum and cinnamon and strong black tea. There was a whole street full of greenery, fresh cut from the christmas tree farm. The sun was rising higher, and its bright light shone through the cold morning.
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