Let's Eat.

By dinner time, this place is a ghost town. It shouldn't be, considering this is a food centre, and dinner is a meal time. But it is.

The drink stall dictates. It's like you can't eat without drinking, and hence drinks is higher up in the hierarchy.  If you own the drink stall, that puts you in power. Automatically.

It's an unofficial curfew. But It's a hard life, and they start very early in the morning when most of us are still in bed. Relentlessly they toil. Incessantly.