I visited Kashgar’s “Old Town” area, perched atop a small hill.
Early on a Sunday morning, it had that empty feeling of a studio backlot.
This ramp running up above the city wall led to a shrine of some sort, one of the only nods to Chinese architecture & design.
I keep finding myself amused by the juxtaposition of camels and snow, like this stone caravan.
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