Rama catches a whiff of barbecue on the trip home.
Rama: Do you smell that? Doesn't it remind you of the hot place?
Me: What hot place?
Rama: The hot place with a park. It's the same smell.
She meant Salcedo Market. She would always be too hot there and we would just cool down with a smoothie. Never realized the barbecue smell registered.
So what else is there in the hot place?
Rama: Food. Smoothies. Loud people. It's just like where Jasmine visited, the marketplace.
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