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Dec 2022
That carefree walk down a bustling street, mind and body unaffected by the world of gains and losses, provided an odd experience.
Nothing appeared to be genuine, but words and money were exchanged with the dread of a dream coming to an end.
The tide of people marched on, unaffected by an unusual soul wading through it.
Written by
Eshwara Prasad
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