This is what my street sounded like at 11:21 this morning.
I like having the week off from work, cause it gives me time to actually live here.
The gentleman you hear yelling, intermittently, is selling pastries from a cart he is pushing through the street. He is one of several such men, who all push carts, either collecting or distributing something.
More on them later.
Monday, April 6, 2009
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