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Doppelganger

It is another winter’s morning, standing at the bus stop, waiting for the local bus to Kalanki. Vacantly gazing at the open road, I hear a fragile “namaste” from behind me. As I turn, I come face-to-face with a familiar soul. It’s my dear friend Ramsaran Devkota, so I greet him with a smile.Doppelganger
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Corona S
Published at : February 10, 2019
Updated at : February 10, 2019 09:33


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