I was walking around Chinatown and through an open doorway saw a pair of big-eyed puppy cut-outs hanging on a wall. I went in to investigate what turned out to be a kind of storefront Buddhist temple. A donation table was set up where you could pay a dollar for a fortune (see above). The temple matron sat at a reception desk across from the donation box, so I paid for my fortune and asked if I could take a picture. She said yes, but when I took aim at a pair of wall-hung big-eyed monkeys she said no – I could take pictures of Buddha but not that. Hmm.
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