Husband wore white gown. The small truck was his workshop, bakery.
Passengers, Koreans and foreigners, bought the snack.
I hoped them to earn a lot in such a cold and windy day.
I saw this small parking lot surrounded by low and high, old and new buildings in the alley on the way to Myungdong. The red wall caught my eye. I feel like sketching in alleys always.
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