At the butcher’s stall, the reality of the "200K" limit hit hard.

He grabbed a few liters of vegetable oil and a crate of eggs.

A decent cut of beef was quoted at a price that made Elias laugh nervously.

Elias stood at the entrance of the central market, clutching a leather bag containing 200,000 in crisp notes. Just a few years ago, this amount could have stocked a pantry for a season, or perhaps even served as a down payment on a small plot of land. Today, it was simply "the grocery budget." The Market Entrance

Elias returned home and spread his purchases on the kitchen table. The "200K" haul looked like a single week’s worth of survival rations for a small family. There were no treats, no new clothes, and no "extra" change.

The air was thick with the scent of dried fish and exhaust. Elias moved toward the grain section first.

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At the butcher’s stall, the reality of the "200K" limit hit hard.

He grabbed a few liters of vegetable oil and a crate of eggs. SHOPPING 200K.txt

A decent cut of beef was quoted at a price that made Elias laugh nervously. At the butcher’s stall, the reality of the

The air was thick with the scent of dried fish and exhaust. Elias moved toward the grain section first.