From Dangwa with love

With bundles of our favorite picks wrapped in newspaper in two hands and extra change to spare in our pockets today, we walk with the sunset against our backs, and the old market disappears behind us. We move on to emptier streets of plain concrete and slightly duller cement walls, to get into a trike that will take us back to Tayuman station.

— {yours truly}

Before the month is over, I just wanted to share this timely Valentine’s article my friend and I wrote for the school paper. It was one of those rare “perks of the job” moments at the local flower district which rekindled my love for fresh blooms. Can’t wait to go back for more! ☺️

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