From the beach I went to the night market of Saint Anne. Many farmers and some art craftsmen offered her goods. There I met a young man which looked and acted out like Daniel. He formed small decorative things from the metal of cans.
On my way home I nearly crossed the road, when an inward voice stopped me. I kept going on only for some steps when there was suddenly a thud behind me. Quickly I turned around. Only one step behind me there was a green coconut. The wind had thrown it down. It was bursted a bit - lucky me, not on my head. I opened it a bit more and could drink marvellous coconut water. Hmmm!
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