MidReal Story

Whispers in the Market

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4d ago

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Emily's best friend and confidante, friends with Emily and knows Alex through her, athletic build with short hair, supportive and protective

passerby, meets Alex in the market, petite with curly hair, curious and adventurous

mysterious man, no direct relationships, tall with a beard and knit cap, enigmatic and introspective

I’m a tall man, six foot two inches, and I have a beard that’s longer than most women like.

Add a knit cap to that and I’m not the kind of man most women give a second glance.

That’s good, because I don’t want them to.

I come to the city market alone every week.

It’s not a place I’d bring a date, or a woman I was trying to impress.

There’s too much of me here, too much that them would not like.

I come here for myself.

I like the smells of the different foods, the sounds of different languages, the feel of different cultures.

I come here for the diversity.

Sometimes I’ll buy some fresh vegetables or meat and go home and cook.

Other times I’ll stop at one of the food stalls and eat whatever is in front of them.

Today it’s chicken fajitas.

The line is long but it’s worth it.