Bizarre Vendors

I got up around 9 a.m. today.  After puttering around a bit, I collected up some AAFES pogs and headed over to the Green Beans.  A bazaar was going on in the middle of the “mini mall” area.  The vendors started calling as I walked through the place.  “Mista!  Mista!”  I resisted the catcalls and the urge to blurt out rude Arabic.  Instead, I went into the Green Beans coffee shop.

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