Brightly colored cloths hang in rows, catching the sun and creating patches of shade. Stalls are piled high with shiny red tomatoes, plump yellow plantains, and piles of fragrant spices that fill the air. Vendors call out cheerfully to passersby, and people laugh and bargain as they move through the crowd. The ground is dusted with dry earth, and somewhere a bicycle bell rings softly above the hum of voices. It’s lively, warm, and full of life.