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[9:54 PM, 4 hours and 06 minutes past the deadline]
There is a street in the Binhe District, known to locals as "Trash Street."
Trash Street isn't for piling garbage but is a night market for Binhe residents, bustling with food stalls.
It's nighttime now, the peak time for Trash Street's liveliness.
Each stall is surrounded by piles of empty wrappers, torn food cartons, and bamboo skewers, with flies buzzing around, barely competing with the stall owners' zealous cries.
"Grilled fly pancakes! Ugly to look at, delicious to eat! Four moon coins each, buy five get one free!"
"Rats, whole roasted rats! This is genuine animal meat, not factory-made synthetic meat; freshly killed and prepared, limited supply, first come first served!"
"Want to fill your belly? Come to me! Bread made from fast-growing wheat sold cheap, in large quantities to satisfy hunger!"
