I approach the street bar with vegetables and fruits, I look at the watermelon on the "vitrine" at the entrance. Next to it stands a man - a dark, like a thick body. I cook to a man, showing the chosen peanut. He looks at me and asks, “Well?”

I knock on the watermelon, judging by the sound good, and affirmatively whisper in response. The man cleverly grabs the watermelon, puts on the weights. We silently look at a friend.

He surrendered first, “Will we not weigh?”

“We will,” I answer.

We continue to look at each other.

After a moment it comes to us that we are both buyers 🤦‍♀️