Under Forsyth Park’s sprawling oaks, the Saturday morning air is filled with the sounds of its eponymous farmers’ market. A group of men sing “Sweet Caroline,” their crooning voices mixing with the pealing laughter of kids, the chatter of conversations with vendors, and friends shouting at each other excitedly when they spot one another in the crowd.
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