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For The Love Of Street Food

Some people fear it, I love it. If the way to someone’s heart is through the stomach, I’ve got my heart split between hundreds of street vendors in random town squares, city streets and side alleys all over the globe by now.

León, Nicaragua.

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By saralinneahelen • Posted in Travel • Tagged adventure, centralamerica, gypsysoul, leon, Nicaragua, solofemaletraveler, streetfood, Travel, travelphotography, vagabond, wanderer, Wanderlust

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