A bright yellow facade marks the Mercado Santa Tere, topped by a simple sign that has served the neighborhood since nineteen fifty-five. Inside, narrow aisles are packed with stalls where butchers sharpen knives before dawn and vendors stack mountains of fresh papayas. This market started as an informal gathering of street sellers who wanted a permanent home for their trade. Today, it operates as the neighborhood kitchen, where families crowd around corner stands for morning birria long before the workday begins.
Mercado Santa Tere
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