The "Help" was required to go to the market. This was not my idea of a great day! My canine friend Raudy, watched me from the bank as my journey began in a tipsy canoe. A sail boat passed me as I came into the harbor. I wished for motorized transportation, but knew I would never have this luxury. The market keeper laughed at me as picked through the fruits. Will this day never end?
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