It was morning and I needed to go to town. I ran some errands and went to the market. I found that the farmers' produce section had moved again, giving way to the ongoing reconstruction project of the market.
I didn't know what I wanted yet, so I bought a small pumpkin and some green onions. I went exploring into the rest of the market, hoping to find a place to eat.
I sat down for a meal of rice and barbecued pork. Behind me I felt someone's presence. The person stood there for awhile, as though uncertain.
The sellers went out to the person and made him welcome, and he sat down nearby. He was a soldier. The sellers spoke to him in Vietnamese, and he responded to them in the same language.
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