Morning in the Market: Dương Đông at Dawn
At 5:30AM, the docks are alive. Fish are slapped onto ice, motorbikes buzz past baskets of rambutans, and grandmothers barter over herbs. I followed Ms. Thắm, a 58-year-old seaweed seller, through the maze of sounds and smells...
Among the bustle, I saw a moment of joy—two tiny dogs dyed in bright red and yellow fur, one sitting patiently on a scooter while its owner laughed with a passing tourist. That’s when I realized: even the chaotic morning market holds these little stories that make Phú Quốc unforgettable.
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