ZachUp
I'm pretty sure that I've already written about the market once before.
A market has the smell of fresh fruit, veggies, and fish. The sort of fish caught and separated from it's home to be consumed as a meal for breakfast, lunch, or dinner.
This word reminds me when L and I went to West Side Market, the day I told her that I wanted to break up with her, which was also the biggest mistake I made in our relationship. We went to the zoo afterwards and that was great.