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Jan 2019
My feet are barefoot in the Hindu temple dating back to the 15th century.

My feet are barefoot in the Catholic chapel adorned with bright neon Christmas lights.

My feet are barefoot on the lush green lawn at ISI.

My feet are barefoot on the roof as they enjoy practicing yoga to the evening sunset.

When I get to my room and I take my shoes off, my feet are barefoot once again.
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