However, like many of the African counties I have lived in or visited, most corner shops have a tailor who sets up his/her treadle sewing machine on the side-walk. This is often a meeting place for passers by, who catch up on the daily gossip and sometimes wait until a dress or some other item is sewn up in a jiffy.
Of course, the shop collection is tastefully on show to the public consumer.
What intrigues me in mesmerised wonder, is what normally would be "sex-shop blow-up dolls" sold in some Amsterdam red street outlet, are often proudly used as clothing dummies, with ski-pants squeezed onto ample, plastic posteriors.
Then there is the decision to combine a cap with something shiny draped in golden spangled glory over the top, (just in case you decide to adhere to that head-gear principle, and by the look on the dummy's face, even she is not too sure if it's really her "thing"!)
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