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in this great rainy season, the heat is more and more felt. Sitting on the edge of my little mattress spread out on the floor, I look through the small square of glass, the sun gradually taking place in the sky and the night disappears. a little ritual. it's a little past seven o'clock , the time I wake up every for go to my job reluctantly.

  Aug 06, 2020, 14:45.
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