The night market near my house opens at six and closes when the last customer leaves.
Forty stand in a street that carries during the day.
The city closes the road at half past five, and the are ready twenty minutes later.
Most have held the same position for years, and the order never changes.
Customers know where to find the woman who sells sticky rice and the family who fry fish.
Prices are lower than in the shops because the pay no for a building.
They pay a small fee to the and clean the street before midnight.
Residents complained about noise three years ago, and the closing time moved from twelve to eleven.
Both sides accepted it, which is unusual and worth noticing.
A market like this needs almost nothing from the city except and a clock.