Paco Market, one of the oldest in town.
Going shopping.
Loads of stuff. Bright and clean.
Meat section still waiting for final make-over.
Happy market kids waiting for egg hunt.
What does three fingers mean, I asked.
Rock'n Roll, they said.
Loads of stuff still spilling out onto the streets as well.
And then we passed a sewing workshop where my friend had to pick up some stuff for her gorgeous bag label Ipil.
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