Oh, those t-shirts. Yes, I've been wandering the markets in Bishkek again, killing a bit more time after visiting the Tajik embassy. The Tajik embassy was a pleasant surprise, largely on account of the complete lack of any other visa applicants. No elbows. No lists. No waiting 2 hours in the sun being jostled by men in felt hats. Just a polite, helpful consul, an empty room and a stack of application forms. Once done with the application I headed back into town, grabbing a quick samosa on the way. Samosas are common here, but they're not what we'd call samosas
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