
I kept my eyes peeled for a Chinese bakery, so I could get a bun of sorts, and I found this place. It was pretty and well decorated, and had a huge music box playing, instead of the radio or a CD.


I like the way exposure and light interact at night. Its like painting.

I thought this was kind of pretty. It was right next to my bus stop.

This was in the window. Sparkley and christmassy like most of Chinatown.

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