Our taxi driver seemed old school until he whipped out the SatNav. It didn’t take long to get to the hotel. We drove down a very long street containing shoe shops, old fashioned clothes shops and sex shops, side by side. Street vendors worked the traffic queues at the lights selling the usual kinds of things: newspapers, drinks, snacks, lottery tickets, hats….knives….yes, BIG kitchen knives. I wonder if he gets much business. It’s not exactly an impulse purchase as you sit at the lights and I can’t imagine that people would go there especially to buy his knives. Perhaps he uses one of them to threaten people into buying them, who knows.
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