Sidewalk Raspado

Come summer's hottest, stickiest days, few sights gladden the eyes more than the city's ubiquitous raspado carts. Some vendors have only a handful of flavors scooped out of pre-packed tubs, while others have so many bottles of mysteriously vibrant syrups they look like they're operating a bar in Chernobyl. (At the latter, we sometime just point at one of the bottles, having forgotten the Spanish for "glowing aqua-marine-inflected orange.") Hola, amigos frios.
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