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When the moon rose over the sleepy town of , the streets that were empty by day turned into a river of whispers, lanterns, and the scent of spices that drifted like incense. The locals called it Pasar Malam —the Midnight Market—a place that appeared only for a single night each month, tucked between the old railway bridge and the abandoned tea factory. Please let me know how I can assist you further
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