Doce de Julio

Another trip to the Mercado.

Although it’s not the place for Child Labor Activists or Claustrophobic Germ-a-phobes, we can’t get enough.

The vendors are here every single day – they don’t even close up shop when it rains.


There are more kids than adults running around.

This drunk fool sucked on my face.

Taxi, Taxi, Taxi, HORSE, Taxi, Taxi


Another amazing face.