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After that, I hit up the market on Shevchenka Street. It’s always buzzing with people. I’m browsing through some fresh veggies when this old lady starts yelling at a vendor. Apparently, he sold her rotten tomatoes. I mean, who does that? She was going off, waving her hands like she was conducting an orchestra. I was half-expecting her to throw a tomato at him!

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