


Tanzania Picture by
martin
Travel story:
We Don't Sell That Here
My pulse quickened just a little. I knew what I had to do, but I didn’t want to do it. Hesitating for a moment, I paused outside the shop, watching people walking in, walking out. Finally, I stepped inside.
It was a small shop, no bigger than my bedroom at home. Three aisles cramped in the center and a counter in the back, where a woman stood, looking at me expectantly. I looked away, down at the shelves and the neat rows of small boxes. Some were labeled in...
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