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Apr 2017
The quaintness of a bar in the heart of my city breathes an air of charming, old-fashioned walls, it echoes of the days and night I sat there drinking my gin and tonic pouring my words onto pieces of paper or into hearts.. it reminds me that modern life is convenient but the quaintness of certain walls never die!
Wordsinalign
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Wordsinalign  33/F/Dubai, UnitedArabEmirates
(33/F/Dubai, UnitedArabEmirates)   
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