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Chapter 7| A Paradise We Call A Bookstore

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"That would be thirteen lums," said the lady behind her stand and extended me a stick of candied strawberries.

I fetched my wallet from my satchel and parted the black veil attached to my bamboo hat to give her the exact price of the food.

"Thank you," I mumbled and carefully received the stick, closing the gap of the veil with my other hand. I turned and started walking away, taking a bite from one of the candied strawberries. It crunched with such a crisp sound and the sweetness was just right for my taste.

I scanned the other food stands through my black veil, but none had really caught my attention and the crepe maker wasn't here today. I just hummed, munching on my snack, and looked around to see if any stores would interest me, but ended up spotting some others also wear
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