The Bazaar is almost always very busy with the tourists trying to buy some traditional rugs or jewelry, with the locals using the Bazaar streets as a short cut on their way, with 13 year old boys on their first day at work running around to finish their first task.
I remember the first time I went to the Bazaar. It was so crowded I was afraid I'd get lost so I remember holding my mom's hand so hard that my hand hurt. I was only 5. I was so small, the Bazaar was so huge...
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