In Flushing and Chinatown, two predominantly Chinese neighborhoods in New York City, food is bought and sold with zeal and haste. Fish markets, fruit stands, and rows of vegetables crowd tiny, fluorescent interiors. On the street, crowds ebb and flow.

A Flushing fishmonger flays filets.

An unassuming grey entrance on Flushing's Roosevelt Avenue works like Mary Poppins’ bag: within, the New World Mall J-Mart is incandescent and sprawling. Rows of fruits and vegetables crowd the aisles’ slopes while hand-drawn price tags watch over hurried shoppers.

Shoppers delve into canyons of oranges and strip-mine mountains of apples.

A shopper ventures into the depths of the shelves. Who knows what lies within these plentiful and varied stacks?

A fishmonger reaches into one of the many tanks lining the walls of CJ Food Market. Fish, crabs, and other ocean creatures lay in buckets and flats, still half alive.

Says one online review of the pictured CJ Food Market, "you can smell the odor from the basement 20 feet away."

A man waits, his sandals stylish.

A man waits, his eyes ready for strong winds.