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He walked back to the hostel at midnight, streetlights flickering, stomach full of beautiful chaos. Karthik was still awake. “Poisoned yet?”

But hunger makes philosophers of fools, and Rohan was a hungry fool. fullmaza 300

At 11:15, he found the place—a rusted cart wedged between a chai stall and a closed pharmacy. A man with a salt-and-pepper beard and arms like rolled steel stood behind a single burner. No menu. No chairs. He walked back to the hostel at midnight,