I dont know but there's always something about pasar tradisional that rly affects me. The crowd which mostly contains various types of fashion presented by ibu2, the smell of freshly cut fish (especially cakalang/tongkol asap), poultry, meat, and veggies, the--sometimes rough--bargaining process that 90% of the time ends up with drama where the buyer(s) left ibu2 penjual whom didnt wanna lower the price, the sparkle of gold necklaces, bracelets, and rings in ibu2 penjual's neck and hand, the lovely bright colours of jajan pasar such as lapis, bolu pisang, cendol, prol, dadar gulung, terang bulan, apen (aka pancake before twas kewl), dsj, the awkward teenager who looks annoyed because told to help her mom carrying her belanjaan, but above all, they just build up a place where I feel like I can escape (kinda 'disappearing' I guess) wkw
Eh eh wait this sounds weird tho:v
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