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The graduates

Dalli Maya sat on the handrails of a steel parapet at the entrance of the café. The café was on a cul-de-sac, with alleys wrung in all directions. She wore a red ribbon around her braids, and locks of her hair shone colourfully in the languid September sun. The graduates
Saurav Bikram Thapa
Published at : November 25, 2018
Updated at : November 25, 2018 08:17