In a static, locked-off vertical market shot, Toma sets his small basket on the counter and nudges it forward with measured hope. Borin gives it a brief cold glance, taps the scale without weighing anything seriously, then names a price with a small dismissive gesture. Behind them, shoppers pass in soft blur, fabric awnings flutter, and dust drifts through shafts of sun. The moment lands as con...
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