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Feb 2020
It was an early morning. A fitful rain was slightly going up...
- Wait, wait! A rain can't go up, it can only be falling down!
- ... Ok, you stickler. It was an early morning. A fitful rain of rather traditional orientation was also there.
Written by
Kafka Joint
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