In the days that followed, Guan Yao arrived at the bar street right on time every evening between eight and nine o'clock, just as the nightlife began to heat up, pushing her small cart laden with hope.
By this time, the bar street was a vibrant display of flashing neon lights, mingled music, and laughter, brimming with nocturnal energy.
Familiar with the routine, Guan Yao made her way to her "usual spot" and quickly set up her portable gas stove. A blue flame instantly leaped up, adding a warm, bright touch to the night.
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