At the center of this image is a woman delivering lunch somewhere within the market.
"Oh wow, rack of lamb!"
"That's not lamb."
"What is it?"
"That's dog."
Man, it looked good. The rack of dog ribs was cooling out on the counter. We were in the section of the market that specialized in dog meat, once more widespread but covered up by the Korean government when it hosted the World Cup. I wanted to try some, but we hadn't finished scoping out the market. I waved a sad goodbye and vowed to return later.
In the end, I was drunk after lunch and we had to hoof it to the airport, so these will have to wait for another trip.
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