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The diner he took me was tucked away in a corner of the city that seemed forgotten by time, squeezed between two leaning brick buildings. It was called Malee’s, and the sign was so faded you could barely read the name, but the scent hit me the moment I stepped out of the SUV, a sharp aroma of lemongrass, roasted chilies, and something sweet and nutty.

I looked at the peeling green paint and the mismatched chairs through the window. "How do you even find a place like this?" I asked, leaning agai
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