The Market Square

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Noise and Weather

By noon the square was a single animal, breathing and shouting. Elias pushed through it with his head down, listening to a dozen languages argue over the price of onions.

The Stranger with the Violin

He was playing something slow, something that did not belong to the market at all. Elias stopped. For the length of one song, nobody in the square was in a hurry.

A Coin Given

The violinist nodded when the coin fell into his case, as if a bargain had been struck that neither of them would ever explain.