Over Christmas and New Year’s, I headed home to Singapore. One of my favourite places is the wet market – basically a less swanky version of Melbourne’s Queen Victoria Market. The butchers and fishmongers don’t enjoy air-conditioning and there is no glorious deli hall brimming with fat slabs of ham and freshly baked breads. But they hold so many memories for me, and they will always be the one of the most beautiful places I know.
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