You’re standing outside Mercado de la Merced. 300 stalls stretch ahead. The smell of grilled corn, fried pork skin, and boiling oil hits you at once. A woman shouts “¡Pásele!” and waves a stack of …
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You’re standing outside Mercado de la Merced. 300 stalls stretch ahead. The smell of grilled corn, fried pork skin, and boiling oil hits you at once. A woman shouts “¡Pásele!” and waves a stack of …
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