A market in London to get very fresh things. Like right off the farm or right from the country.
It was a bit nippy there.
My mom walking around looking for something yummy to eat.
Squid.
Squid eating a shark.
Fresh Boar, and rabbits among other things.
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
Monday, November 27, 2006
Burough Market
Posted by Alice at 12:20 PM
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