Sun out - a morning stroll
little shops -French Peugeots
reminiscence - European roots
smell - indigenous foods
a cafe - swirling coffee
paper - rustling
entering Prahran Market
smells more pungent
Proustian pounding
at a French chocolatier's stall
Tasmanian-pepper encrusted
truffles - turned madeleines
to-night after dinner
Prahan transforms to Paris
of my burried youth.
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