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I,unlike many people, and so I assume, enjoy rereading books I have much enjoyed. The enjoyment comes from the vivid nostalgia I feel, reading the words again, remembering the time in the distant past when I sat with the same book at hand.


Her pan

The weekend has finally come. It’s been a long week. “I haven’t had a proper meal this week”, she thought to herself. Now when she think about it, her life has been a series of busy days, the second she opens her eyes, she rush into the day, full of hours and hours of sitting… Continue reading Her pan