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The moment I walked in, I knew I was in trouble. Rows of tables. Blinking LEDs. A man selling “mystery boxes” of cables (none of which had the right connector). Another man with a table full of rice cookers that only sing in Cantonese.

I opened the box. Inside was a robot vacuum that looked like it had fought in a war. Scratches. Duct tape. A tiny, hopeful LED that blinked “HELLO” before flickering out. Tsuma ni Damatte Sokubaikai ni Ikun ja Nakatta ...

The seller, a man with no eyebrows, said: “It worked once. Probably.” The moment I walked in, I knew I was in trouble

But she did smile when the shrimp lamp arrived on the coffee table. The moment I walked in