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This is an entry for the #MarketFriday also a story with the old market for our friend 
At this moment we put on the hat that had been abandoned so many years ago, that hat that spent years and years on the head of that doctor who used to go home to cure the illnesses of the sick.
His briefcase was a special one made of fur from a wild animal that had been in fashion years ago, always in his hands, full of articles for his profession.
That day they called him just when he was choosing the pipe among the many that he had, he did not decide on one in particular.
The phone rang and he was scared as always, he was still not used to the new invention and every time it rang he made a little jump of surprise.
He went to the sick man's house, the kitchen was on and the room was warm.
In one corner there was a box with nails that the blacksmith had forged for a wooden door, they were scavenged and almost abandoned.
In the sink a brush and a grater everything that can be found in a kitchen, nothing unusual and I ask about the patient.
After checking his body carefully and asking about his ailment, I prescribe what was used to be prescribed in those times, a little liquor to warm the soul and remove the sorrows.
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