Enkh Batbayar, 25

The café by the old market opens at seven. I come after buying vegetables, before sleep, and order iced coffee with too much condensed milk. The fans turn. Nobody speaks to me. For one hour my hands smell of nothing but soap.译老市场旁的咖啡馆七点开门。我买完菜、还没睡，就进去点一杯炼乳放多了的冰咖啡。吊扇转着，没人跟我说话。那一个小时里，我手上只有肥皂味。

Nusrat JahanCamille LaurentNaledi MorakeSato Sakura

At five I break the charcoal into even pieces and let my father arrange the skewers his way, though it is not mine. My mother's marinade has been sitting since noon. The first customer always comes before the smoke has properly started.译五点，我把炭敲成差不多大的块，让父亲按他的方式摆签子，虽然那样摆并不顺手。母亲的腌料从中午就搁着了。第一个客人总在烟还没起好的时候来。

Camille LaurentDesislava PetkovaFranziska Gruber

Rain at eight and the market empties in ten minutes. My mother pulls a plastic sheet over the tray; my father keeps fanning the coals anyway. I stand at the edge of the awning and count what the water is costing me.译八点下雨，市场十分钟就空了。母亲拉塑料布盖住托盘，父亲还是照样扇着炭。我站在棚子边上，算这场水要让我少卖多少。

Alben KelmendiJordi CasalsSato Sakura

At noon my brother and I count the night's money on a café table, coins sorted into stacks. He is nineteen and faster at it than I am. We drink something cold, say almost nothing, and go home to sleep.译中午我和弟弟在咖啡馆的桌上数昨晚的钱，硬币按摞分开。他十九岁，数得比我快。我们各喝一杯凉的，几乎不说话，然后回家睡觉。

Yassine BelkacemAlben KelmendiAisha RahmaniLazar Stankovic

The sugar cane press is loud enough that after a while I stop hearing it. Ice blocks come up from the road on a motorbike, dripping. A woman buys two cups for her children and asks me to make one less sweet. I always make hers less sweet.译榨甘蔗的机器响到后来我就听不见了。冰块是摩托车从路上运来的，一路滴水。有个女人给孩子买两杯，让我少放糖。她那杯我向来都少放。

Alben KelmendiMehmet Ali YurtMarkus Weber

A tuk-tuk driver eats here four nights a week, same order, five skewers, and somehow always finds a sixth on the plate. He talks about his daughter's school fees. I turn the skewers and let him talk. Nobody at the market charges him for listening.译一个嘟嘟车司机每周来四晚，点一样的东西，五串，可盘子里总会多出第六串。他讲女儿的学费。我翻着串听他讲。市场里没人会为听话收钱。

陈远航Kim MinjunJoana Manuel

A tourist points at the tray and asks what it is. I say pork, then beef, then the sweet one, using words I learned from menus. She writes them down. It pleases me more than it should that my stall can be translated.译一个游客指着托盘问这是什么。我说猪肉，再说牛肉，最后说甜的那个，用的全是从菜单上学来的词。她把词记下来。我的摊子能被翻译出来，这件事让我高兴得有点过头。

Elias TorresPaloi SrisukAisha RahmaniLazar Stankovic

At two I walk home past the café. The chairs are upside down on the tables and one light is still on. In five hours I will stand here again with a shopping bag, waiting for it to open. I like knowing the order of things.译两点收摊回家，路过那家咖啡馆。椅子倒扣在桌上，还留着一盏灯。再过五个小时，我会拎着菜袋又站在这儿等它开门。我喜欢事情有固定的顺序。

Camille LaurentAnton SkakunElias TorresJordi Casals