That's life.
And that's what happened to the Liangma Antique Market. Very quiet place, with some good pieces among some dusty rubbish. I used to go there and start sneezing after a couple of steps. But it was a good spot if I didn't have the time and the strength to throw myself into Panjiayuan with the hordes of tourists. There I found beautiful vintage alarm clocks for my friend G, who really wanted one. I got him two.
But the place is no more. Only the gate and the name are still standing. Or were. Already 24 hours have gone by. Goodbye old market. Adieu.
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