A peddler hawked colorful trinkets from a rickety cart outside the train station.

The peddlers at the market tried to attract customers with colorful displays and loud calls.

The old peddleress arrived at the village square before dawn, her cart piled high with spices and trinkets.

The peddleresses wove through the market, calling out their wares with practiced voices.

The antique market was full of peddleries from bygone eras, each stall telling its own story.

In the market's dim alleys, the merchant displayed his peddlery—an assortment of buttons, trinkets, and cloth—that drew curious townspeople.