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The Walk

I came to school that very day and my parents like the day before had left without telling me what was really going on in the country. I doubt they knew. It was 1998, not the days information was available Read more…

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ROAD FURY

A burnt Car Different pitches of blaring horns, vehicles in snail motion, tightly packed fender to fender. Fatigue, evident on the faces of people so eager to get home yet choked by a cloud created by incessantly fuming vehicles and Read more…