Bazaar

Lying, as it does, at an important crossroad of the Silk Road, Kashgar’s Sunday Market is legendary, providing a hub for over two thousand years where goods could be traded between East and West.
It is sprawling.  Absolutely sprawling.  It makes the biggest Walmart in the world look like one block of Venice Beach.Even though (slightly) covered in modern times, the recent snow had turned the floor into a gellid, muddy mess.
Certain sections at the fringes were ominously quiet.  Others were bright and convivial, like the alleyway selling nuts and fruit.
These plastic female torsos can be used for fashion displays…  …or to collect dripping snowmelt.
Bazaar, you say?  More like bizarre, am I right?  (I allow myself one bad pun every fifty blog posts.)

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