It was a big round hat that was made of hay. It used to be part of fashion that turned into a trend then, into a part of tradition wear. The city later was named after it, as The City Of Hats.

In a partly cloudy day in the middle of the week. The time where everyone was busy in their own business. A new visitor come to town. She saw everyone wearing those hats. She bought one, just like everyone else to be part of the community. She walked around the place trying to find someone to talk to. But, everyone does not seem to have time for more than a small talk. She walked passed the big white market building, which had a surrounding of a brick floor, and is placed just after the park. Where all the greenery of the city is at.

There she met, a commoner who seemed to be a little more free than everyone else. She stopped her to get some information about the place, before she report it back to her town. She started with a long introduction about herself. But, she has not mentioned anything about the business mission that she was taking. To her surprise, the person she chose to talk was just staring at her the whole time. As if she was talking Gebrish. A whole day passed by, and she was not able to make any progress.