Street food is appealing. I like to walk and eat, or walk and drink coffee, one of the two. I find it approachable even if it’s bizarre, cheap, usually filling, and more often than not it’s not good for you. Most of all it makes me feel that wherever I am, I might for a second be eating what the random local guy across from me would eat, if he could stop staring at me because I’m not from here.

The full reason for my affinity towards street food has always remained a little murky but I stop thinking about why when I have a toasted sandwich in my hand. The sandwich can have a series of fillings: butter, tomato, red onion, beetroot, potato, cucumber, chutney, and plastic cheese.

This sandwich is nearly all of the above, plus newspaper.

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