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The market is omnipresent
their flanks (people)sell
and buy, they trade and lend,
stink at the environment with a courtesy
of biscuits and smiles, different languages
between deep smiles.
Away from the dirt on the railing, you wait
for the sake of your account, you know
that tomorrow won't be another day.
Deepl.com - Deutschland,2020 April
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