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The city hums with a quiet rhythm, its streets lined with old shophouses and the scent of durian lingering in the air. I wandered through a market where vendors called out in a mix of dialects, their voices blending into the background. A cup of iced tea and a slice of kaya toast felt like the perfect pause. The people here move with ease, unhurried, as if time itself is relaxed. There’s a warmth in the way they greet each other, a reminder that travel isn’t just about places—it’s about the moments that stay with you.