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"And what are those things at all?" demands my companion, diverted for a moment from the flowers. She nods towards a mass of dull-green affairs piled on mats or being lifted from big vans. She is a Cockney and displays surprise when she is told those things are bananas. She shrugs and turns again to the musk-roses, and forgets. But to me, as the harsh, penetrating odor of the green fruit cuts across the heavy perfume of the flowers, comes a picture of the farms in distant Colombia or perhaps Costa Rica. There is nothing like an odor to stir memories.


The Market

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And what are those things at all? demands my companion, diverted for a moment from the flowers. She nods towards a mass of dull-green affairs piled...

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And what are those things at all? demands my companion, diverted for a moment from the flowers. She nods towards a mass of dull-green affairs piled...

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And what are those things at all? demands my companion, diverted for a moment from the flowers. She nods towards a mass of dull-green affairs piled...

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And what are those things at all? demands my companion, diverted for a moment from the flowers. She nods towards a mass of dull-green affairs piled...