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TAT

The cool breeze hit my face and ruffled my hair, as I bent on my balcony railing sipping my midnight tea. The serene city lights, mingled with some motion and sparse commotion was a sight to behold. This city never sleeps, and never truly, do we.

I was lost in my thoughts and queries, and I didn’t notice that she was beside me.

. . .

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