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A bound haunch of something.
And they sell anchioves too apparently.
Second pic is very sweet Spanish man who sold me mulled cider.
Mum didn't like it, so I had two.
Didn't tell her he let me have two-for-one for a kiss! On the cheek of course - no cider is worth tongue down throat.
His ploy worked though. An empty market stall looks unsavoury. By the time I left there was a queue of Japanese girls behind me.
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