Politics In The Market

Although I’m still mourning my old veggie market, I’ve found a nice new place down the street. I miss chatting with my patient veggie lady, but this new shop is pretty good. The produce is fresh, the shop’s clean, the prices decent, and the employees, after shrieking their surprise that I can (sorta) speak Chinese, are helpful.

When I made my usual stop today, though, one of the shopgirls suspiciously asked me if I’m French.

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