"Would I kid you? I\'m telling you these pickles are the freshest since the Carnival Flea Market opened," the pickle man said. "Fresh? Fresh since when?.
His potential client sniffed the air and stared into the gray-green briny mixes.
The pickle man stood hovering over his five full-sized wooden barrels filled with pickles or pickled tomatoes, "or God knows what," I thought observing the scene from the side. "$1.50 a fat pickle, a real bargain," he emphasized with a finger. "Would I kid you? I\'m telling you these pickles are the freshest since the Carnival Flea Market opened," the pickle man said