And walking up and…

And walking up and down the aisles I became obsessed with thinking about and testing and re-testing if I could again and again generate the fizzy buzz of discovery that makes me so happy. How would I live in a place where I couldn’t always find something I’d never heard of before?

And I loved the old men shopping so carefully for one perfect fish or the grandsons with patient and kind expressions pushing grandma’s cart.

Lunch at the Nice Time Deli, according to Joy a typical Taiwanese cafe.

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