Gluttony, thy name is Taipei
“What kind of filling do you want? Lean pork, half-lean half-fat, or all fat?” We stand at the head of a queue in a narrow street near Gongguan Station, lit by a barrage of neon signs hard against the...
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Ringed by seven lanes of traffic, the East Gate of Taipei stands alone, a small, ceremonial structure under the watchful gaze of a pink monolith dotted with tinted green windows, the former...
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