A market place with the smell of fish that lingers on your clothes long after you have left. I love the heady aroma of vendors and their wares as I wander to catch a glimpse at the pieces of livelihood around my life.
Kathleen Boland
I went to the market today. I saw the monkey-man standing, juggling the oranges. I laughed and wished everything wasn’t so colorful.
Faith
Market. What a stupid word. I hate that word. Of every single word that I have ever heard, this is by far my least favorite. We as a civilization could do worlds better without this…horrendous excuse for a word. It is inexcusable. This word should die.
Luke
I have to ask to learn
como se dice…este?
They smile that smile,
the one that says,
stupid american,
but I’m learning,
and I want to eat.
I stooped by the market on my way home from work, I perused the old cameras and found one that looked particularly elegant. There was something about it, the way the most used buttons had started to show wear on them, you could tell this camera was loved by its previous owner. I couldn’t imagine why someone would give this camera up, but I knew I was going to buy it to create my own memories and give it a new life filled with new stores.
Devin
shoppppping (: i like the market, fresh fruit, food, fish, anything! the markets at the rocks, omg. sooo good, bought my favourite earings there, but i lost one :(
there are markets at the pub or whatever ive never been there before :O shameful! ahahah
i want to go to the rocks now.
Michelle Lemming
in makets you can buy delicous, fresh food! you can find many markets in your local area and you can also find ingretiants for recipies on the baks of food products that you buy at markets! HOW YUMMY! CINNOMUN BUNS AT MARTKETS ARE SO YUMMY! im hungry now
Caroline
I went to market to get produce, and what produced I met a guy. The guy became my life, my world, and then like veggies its spoiled and got blecky. But I got a new one at the news stand. ANd then I got some crayons man.
Mairi
i love going to the markets. all the fresh food is wonderful, but its so busy that i dont really go there much often. it pisses me off when it gets to hot there because i get hot. i love the fashion. i go to harris farm markets. i dont go to the markets often. harris farm markets is a shop in glendale.
lolgasm
The market in my town is really small and really expensive. There’s really no reason for me to go there, since it is so very expensive, but I like that is rejuvenates my local economy. I know the salespeople there and the other day had a great conversation with the fish delivery man. Yes I like the market in my town quite well and each time I go there it is a pleasant experience.
Yeah. . . it’s weird being “on the market” again. I haven’t been single in a loooong time. Usually guys are the ones that are goin around, doin’ their own thing. But I dono, I guess I’m more of a relationship kinda guy. Well… ladies… I’m back on the market… Ugh I feel like such a douche for saying that, but the message has to get out there somehow, right?
I walked into a market. The automatic doors opened for me. I went into the office — there was no one to stop me, of course. I picked up the phone, surprised that I did not think of it earlier. As I held the receiver to my ear, there was no dial tone… only dead air.
A pig went to the market one day to buy some food for his family. The same day a man went to market to buy a fat piggy. The pig did not know the events that were to plan out during the next afternoon.
The supermarket was filled with suspicious characters… The staff all frowned upon me, as if they know what I did. Picking out the normal necessities I needed to live, I realized that what I did truly was horrendous.
Falling to my knees in the middle of the store, I bawled before feeling embarrassed. I didn’t mean to do that. I didn’t mean it daddy!
I didn’t mean to kill you.
We went to the marketplace that December morning to buy food and drink for the coming party. The place was empty, as it was early and most people were still in bed. I accompanied Mother as she bough the food and cringed as she picked up tomatoes. Ewwww. We went on home afterward and cooked a lovely meal.
Kelci
I go to the market about once a month or so. The market is basically the grocery store. An example is Hannaford or Shaws.
Angela Young
A place where people go to find what they’re looking for. The opportunity is endless. The choices are difficult, but making them could determine the rest of your life. Or perhaps just what you will have for dinner.
John
Big gray eyes peered around in wonder. The place was incredible .. so much merchandise, so much food, so much to do. It was like the embodiment of business. She looked over at the girl, who leaned lazily against one of the store walls. It was like she had been here forever – which she had. Amazing. She had never seen anything like it, and she wanted to see more.
I used to work in the marketplace in the community showground. The organic fruit stand was the envy of all us other vendors. I can still taste the nectarines they sold.
This little piggy went to the market. he saw a banana and he loved it. It was awesome. Then he sailed off the the princess island of markets. There were markets everywhere. markets for fruits, meats, toys, clothes, everything! He didn’t know where to start. So he decided to ask the locals what to do. It was sweet!
David Blach
I met him at the market.
He was no Prince Charming, with a face covered with pockmarks and scars of his past. But when he smiled, I loved him anyway.
it’s where i found myself, it’s where i lost myself. in the brisk blizzard, in the blazing sun. and i walked every corner and street with you, not holding your hand. why do i keep on going back?
Things in millions. Smells and noises and sounds, people of all kinds compressed into a space made of voices, of hot fruit, of fried goods,of woven baskets and skin against skin against skin. A three legged dog stops before me, fur made of dust, and in its black eyes are all the colours of the market place.
Catfish
I am on the market. You are on my market. I am not shopping for gold or petty knicknacks. I want something substantial like a dresser or a mantel. I am not shopping for the pretty lights you display. So please take it all down. make it mine.
jenna
There was a market. A beautiful floating market in the middle of the island. In the market, there were fairies, dwarfs, house elves, even dragons. It was a BEAST market. The market of the dominating kings and emperors of the land. The market where every living, magical creature lost all its might, its self-respect, its magic. The Dark market.
C Maura
Strange people come from the market. Slowly they are walking towards me, fear creeps up into my chest. I can feel it tightening inside, twisting and wretching its way through the rest of my body.
jordan cohen
Lucie was in the market for a man, as her mother would say. Walking down the street, she noticed the bald businessmen, their loosened ties, and the golden bands on their fingers. She noticed the boys on the skateboards, the smokers on the curb, and the homeless men with the signs. None of them appealed to any of her senses. They were all lumps on the sidewalk, or they could’ve been. With bitterness, she thought, they should’ve been.
Megan
Ein Markt im Orient. Ausrufer, Gerüche, bunte Stoffe, Gewürze aller Art, heimliche Räume, vollgestopft mit Waren. Alle Preise lassen sich mindestens um 3/4 herunterhandeln. Der Boden aus Kopfsteinpflaster. Weihrauch. Singen. Geheimnisvoll.
The markets in Prague are wonderful. I want to go back as soon as I can. Drink hot wine, shop for trinkets, and listen to music in the square.
Mary Lou Wynegar
i went to the market on grand ave and i bought a peach. it grew in the back of my yard until three years later when the final golden peach fell at my feet. i miss the peach tree when i look in that corner, and i hope to buy another this coming sunday, at the market.
Smells. Bags. Old ladies with bags. Old bags with ladies. I like markets, but they scare me. Not a haggler. Not shrewd. Not a bargain hunter. Just tell me how much it costs and I will pay you.
Lucy
I am a blank slate on the market like a doll, or a coffee mug. I don’t know what else to tell you but read my back for instructions on how-to-use.
I went to the market today and picked up some orange juice and eggs for breakfast tomorrow. The Market I go to is really huge back then but now it’s not as great anymore.
Jason
I went to the market today and picked up some orange juice and eggs for breakfast tomorrow. The Market I go to is really huge back then but now it’s not as great anymore.
Jason
I went to the market today and picked up some orange juice and eggs for breakfast tomorrow. The Market I go to is really huge back then but now it’s not as great anymore.
Jason
I went to the farmers market to but some fresh vegitables. They were the best vegies on Earth. I wish the Framers market was open in the Winter. But vegies can’t grow in cold weather.
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I really like buying muffins at the market.
A market place with the smell of fish that lingers on your clothes long after you have left. I love the heady aroma of vendors and their wares as I wander to catch a glimpse at the pieces of livelihood around my life.
I went to the market today. I saw the monkey-man standing, juggling the oranges. I laughed and wished everything wasn’t so colorful.
Market. What a stupid word. I hate that word. Of every single word that I have ever heard, this is by far my least favorite. We as a civilization could do worlds better without this…horrendous excuse for a word. It is inexcusable. This word should die.
I have to ask to learn
como se dice…este?
They smile that smile,
the one that says,
stupid american,
but I’m learning,
and I want to eat.
I stooped by the market on my way home from work, I perused the old cameras and found one that looked particularly elegant. There was something about it, the way the most used buttons had started to show wear on them, you could tell this camera was loved by its previous owner. I couldn’t imagine why someone would give this camera up, but I knew I was going to buy it to create my own memories and give it a new life filled with new stores.
shoppppping (: i like the market, fresh fruit, food, fish, anything! the markets at the rocks, omg. sooo good, bought my favourite earings there, but i lost one :(
there are markets at the pub or whatever ive never been there before :O shameful! ahahah
i want to go to the rocks now.
in makets you can buy delicous, fresh food! you can find many markets in your local area and you can also find ingretiants for recipies on the baks of food products that you buy at markets! HOW YUMMY! CINNOMUN BUNS AT MARTKETS ARE SO YUMMY! im hungry now
I went to market to get produce, and what produced I met a guy. The guy became my life, my world, and then like veggies its spoiled and got blecky. But I got a new one at the news stand. ANd then I got some crayons man.
i love going to the markets. all the fresh food is wonderful, but its so busy that i dont really go there much often. it pisses me off when it gets to hot there because i get hot. i love the fashion. i go to harris farm markets. i dont go to the markets often. harris farm markets is a shop in glendale.
The market in my town is really small and really expensive. There’s really no reason for me to go there, since it is so very expensive, but I like that is rejuvenates my local economy. I know the salespeople there and the other day had a great conversation with the fish delivery man. Yes I like the market in my town quite well and each time I go there it is a pleasant experience.
Yeah. . . it’s weird being “on the market” again. I haven’t been single in a loooong time. Usually guys are the ones that are goin around, doin’ their own thing. But I dono, I guess I’m more of a relationship kinda guy. Well… ladies… I’m back on the market… Ugh I feel like such a douche for saying that, but the message has to get out there somehow, right?
I walked into a market. The automatic doors opened for me. I went into the office — there was no one to stop me, of course. I picked up the phone, surprised that I did not think of it earlier. As I held the receiver to my ear, there was no dial tone… only dead air.
A pig went to the market one day to buy some food for his family. The same day a man went to market to buy a fat piggy. The pig did not know the events that were to plan out during the next afternoon.
The supermarket was filled with suspicious characters… The staff all frowned upon me, as if they know what I did. Picking out the normal necessities I needed to live, I realized that what I did truly was horrendous.
Falling to my knees in the middle of the store, I bawled before feeling embarrassed. I didn’t mean to do that. I didn’t mean it daddy!
I didn’t mean to kill you.
We went to the marketplace that December morning to buy food and drink for the coming party. The place was empty, as it was early and most people were still in bed. I accompanied Mother as she bough the food and cringed as she picked up tomatoes. Ewwww. We went on home afterward and cooked a lovely meal.
I go to the market about once a month or so. The market is basically the grocery store. An example is Hannaford or Shaws.
A place where people go to find what they’re looking for. The opportunity is endless. The choices are difficult, but making them could determine the rest of your life. Or perhaps just what you will have for dinner.
Big gray eyes peered around in wonder. The place was incredible .. so much merchandise, so much food, so much to do. It was like the embodiment of business. She looked over at the girl, who leaned lazily against one of the store walls. It was like she had been here forever – which she had. Amazing. She had never seen anything like it, and she wanted to see more.
I used to work in the marketplace in the community showground. The organic fruit stand was the envy of all us other vendors. I can still taste the nectarines they sold.
This little piggy went to the market. he saw a banana and he loved it. It was awesome. Then he sailed off the the princess island of markets. There were markets everywhere. markets for fruits, meats, toys, clothes, everything! He didn’t know where to start. So he decided to ask the locals what to do. It was sweet!
I met him at the market.
He was no Prince Charming, with a face covered with pockmarks and scars of his past. But when he smiled, I loved him anyway.
it’s where i found myself, it’s where i lost myself. in the brisk blizzard, in the blazing sun. and i walked every corner and street with you, not holding your hand. why do i keep on going back?
Things in millions. Smells and noises and sounds, people of all kinds compressed into a space made of voices, of hot fruit, of fried goods,of woven baskets and skin against skin against skin. A three legged dog stops before me, fur made of dust, and in its black eyes are all the colours of the market place.
I am on the market. You are on my market. I am not shopping for gold or petty knicknacks. I want something substantial like a dresser or a mantel. I am not shopping for the pretty lights you display. So please take it all down. make it mine.
There was a market. A beautiful floating market in the middle of the island. In the market, there were fairies, dwarfs, house elves, even dragons. It was a BEAST market. The market of the dominating kings and emperors of the land. The market where every living, magical creature lost all its might, its self-respect, its magic. The Dark market.
Strange people come from the market. Slowly they are walking towards me, fear creeps up into my chest. I can feel it tightening inside, twisting and wretching its way through the rest of my body.
Lucie was in the market for a man, as her mother would say. Walking down the street, she noticed the bald businessmen, their loosened ties, and the golden bands on their fingers. She noticed the boys on the skateboards, the smokers on the curb, and the homeless men with the signs. None of them appealed to any of her senses. They were all lumps on the sidewalk, or they could’ve been. With bitterness, she thought, they should’ve been.
Ein Markt im Orient. Ausrufer, Gerüche, bunte Stoffe, Gewürze aller Art, heimliche Räume, vollgestopft mit Waren. Alle Preise lassen sich mindestens um 3/4 herunterhandeln. Der Boden aus Kopfsteinpflaster. Weihrauch. Singen. Geheimnisvoll.
“Mark it Market!”
The market for markers both ink and signs aligned.
there are many markets in the world. some big. some small. all have one thing in common. people tread on your toes.
The markets in Prague are wonderful. I want to go back as soon as I can. Drink hot wine, shop for trinkets, and listen to music in the square.
i went to the market on grand ave and i bought a peach. it grew in the back of my yard until three years later when the final golden peach fell at my feet. i miss the peach tree when i look in that corner, and i hope to buy another this coming sunday, at the market.
Smells. Bags. Old ladies with bags. Old bags with ladies. I like markets, but they scare me. Not a haggler. Not shrewd. Not a bargain hunter. Just tell me how much it costs and I will pay you.
I am a blank slate on the market like a doll, or a coffee mug. I don’t know what else to tell you but read my back for instructions on how-to-use.
November 13th, 2010. 6:57pm.
I went to the market today and picked up some orange juice and eggs for breakfast tomorrow. The Market I go to is really huge back then but now it’s not as great anymore.
I went to the market today and picked up some orange juice and eggs for breakfast tomorrow. The Market I go to is really huge back then but now it’s not as great anymore.
I went to the market today and picked up some orange juice and eggs for breakfast tomorrow. The Market I go to is really huge back then but now it’s not as great anymore.
I went to the farmers market to but some fresh vegitables. They were the best vegies on Earth. I wish the Framers market was open in the Winter. But vegies can’t grow in cold weather.