The delicious bread I frequently buy from the market... so warm and fresh.
Just another day at the market.
On the rooftop of our apartment in Baxian. On the rare and precious clear days, you would be able to see mountains behind us.
And the "ghost" houses we look out at from our kitchen. Basically cement shells of houses. On bad air quality days, we can't see those houses, directly across the street, at all. It makes everything quite mysterious...
Bibimbap galore.
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