At one of the fringes of the 'new' Bucharest lies a market where almost everything imaginable, and unimaginable, is bought and sold. Years ago, it was known as the 'Poor People and #39;s Market,' but it has since acquired a highly respectable official title: the 'Bazaar of Memories.' From time to time, I go there to take the pulse of the people, specifically, that segment of society most affected by hardship.
