We entered the market and walked straight into a tide of kinetic energy.
A steady buzz,
A jostling of elbows.
Nimble fingers press dough into perfectly shaped mandu. Continue reading
We entered the market and walked straight into a tide of kinetic energy.
A steady buzz,
A jostling of elbows.
Nimble fingers press dough into perfectly shaped mandu. Continue reading
High above. Gaze out and over the city. Hundreds of buildings rise up- repeating patterns of grey and white blocks.
It feels bustling, even from here. Not far beyond: the soft blue of mountain silhouettes.
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