Two (ex) friends shouting at each other in the street
I was waiting for Sumati just this morning, as I am prone to do. Sitting on the street corner, nonchalantly – with nonchalance. Do you ever do that? When you read a word over and over so it becomes ridiculous? A non-word? But, there I was … waiting. Exciting, I know, but there is a […]
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