The faces in the market are stern, questioning…
Why are you here, brounyi? What do you want?
This is our market.
You want to snap us? Take from us and give nothing in return?
Let me see. Give it to me.
Oh, so beautiful!
Her shop is just over there. I will show you. Come!
No; wait. First, snap me.
You will bring it?
“Yes; I will bring it tomorrow when I return.”
The smiles explode.
Hands reach out in greeting
And faces all along the alleyway
Beam and pose.
This brounyi is an honest man
He gives and does not take.
This one and his “children” are welcome here.