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Correct Answer
A.
The night market is a river of colour, flowing endlessly through the streets of Lagos. Neon signs are flashing, casting a kaleidoscope of reds and blues that are dancing on the faces of shoppers. The air is humming with the rhythmic beat of drums, while vendors are shouting the day's specials. Aromas of grilled fish and spicy suya are drifting, teasing the nose and making mouths water. Hands are brushing against woven baskets, feeling the rough texture of palm‑leaf mats. Children are tasting sweet mango slices, their juices running down their chins. All the while, the crowd is moving, laughing, and bargaining, creating a living tapestry that never pauses.
B.
The night market was a river of colour, flowing endlessly through the streets of Lagos. Neon signs were flashing, casting a kaleidoscope of reds and blues that danced on the faces of shoppers. The air was humming with the rhythmic beat of drums, while vendors shouted the day's specials. Aromas of grilled fish and spicy suya drifted, teasing the nose and making mouths water. Hands brushed against woven baskets, feeling the rough texture of palm‑leaf mats. Children tasted sweet mango slices, their juices running down their chins. All the while, the crowd moved, laughed, and bargained, creating a living tapestry that never paused.
C.
The night market is a river of colour, flowing through Lagos. Neon signs are flashing, casting reds and blues on shoppers' faces. The air is humming with drums, and vendors are shouting specials. Aromas of grilled fish and spicy suya are drifting, teasing the nose. Hands are brushing woven baskets, feeling rough palm‑leaf mats. Children are tasting mango slices, juice running down chins. The crowd is moving, laughing, and bargaining, creating a living tapestry that never pauses.
D.
The night market is filled with bright colours, flowing endlessly through the streets of Lagos. Neon signs are flashing, casting a kaleidoscope of reds and blues that are dancing on the faces of shoppers. The air is humming with the rhythmic beat of drums, while vendors are shouting the day's specials. Aromas of grilled fish and spicy suya are drifting, teasing the nose and making mouths water. Hands are brushing against woven baskets, feeling the rough texture of palm‑leaf mats. Children are tasting sweet mango slices, their juices running down their chins. All the while, the crowd is moving, laughing, and bargaining, creating a lively scene that never pauses.