Yesterday, when I went to my favourite lor mee stall at a coffee shop in Taman OUG, the middle-aged couple responsible for one of Kuala Lumpur's best yellow noodles smothered in a thick piquant gravy were nowhere to be found.
Instead, their teenage daughter - face sweaty and scarlet from tending to three gas stoves and a litany of orders - was left holding the fort.
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