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Boston - Out and About

on June 15, 2014

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Boston, Quincy Market

Quincy Market

Boston, Quincy Market inside

Boston, Quincy Market inside

Boston, Quincy Market stores

Boston, Quincy Market long shot

Boston, North Market

Boston, North Market stores

Boston, Quincy Market brick ground

Boston, buildings

Boston, government building framed by tree

Boston, street

Boston, street lined by cars

Boston, buildings

Boston, paramount center

Boston, benches at North End Park

North End Park

Boston, gate

Boston, gate

North End

Boston, benches

North End

Boston, metal tags

North End

Boston, Quincy Market lights

Quincy Market

Boston, Chinatown

Boston, Chinatown

Chinatown

Boston, Chinatown

Chinatown

Boston, Haymarket vegetables and fruit

Haymarket

Boston, Haymarket fruit

Boston, Haymarket

Boston, outdoor market

Boston, baby bok boy at Haymarket

Boston, bananas at Haymarket

Boston, asparagus at Haymarket

Boston, street

Boston, Newbury Street signs

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