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Cookie's POV:

"Deardre, you are walking too slow."

"I'm tired." she whined behind me and tried to catch up with me.

I rolled my eyes inwardly. "you are always tired."

"C'mon, why won't I be tired? It's not easy to breath in oxygen and breath out carbon dioxide everyday, now is it?."

I shook my head and listened to the sound of my slippers slapping against the market cemented floor as i take each step.

I love how the market is full of life and always a beehive of activities. Men butchering meats, women fishes. Little kids hawking different types of things like, sachet pure water, mangos, drinks, beans roll, soya milk and e.t.c.

What I do not like was how the dust and dirt stick to your clothes or leg while walking. How you needed to walk a long distance before finally buying all the stuffs you needed.

Also, I do not like th