robertisenberg

Washington, D.C.: 2

In Uncategorized on June 3, 2010 at 12:00 am

It felt like an Ottoman bazaar: Tables and tents formed a maze of narrow walkways, and everywhere I looked, I saw jewelry and CD’s and hand-spun garments. Middle-aged woman sat in lawn chairs, wearing floppy hats to keep out the blinding sun. Vintage furniture stood alongside rolls of Persian rugs. A musician noodled on his saxophone for spare change.

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