Miss Durian ran the little fruit stall at the corner of Jalan Tenang with gentle pride. Her durians were famed for their creamy, golden flesh, and a hand-painted sign above the stand read: “Miss Durian — Small Bites, Big Flavor.” Each morning she arranged her crates like puzzle pieces: round durians, slender mangosteens, and a neat box labeled with a scribbled note—mango extra quality.