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I could not help but stare at the guy with the black masquerade eye mask.
Submitted on 20 Jan, 2020 at 03:25 AM
It had been a week since the operation. They had still not come to terms with it. He ga
Submitted on 06 Oct, 2019 at 18:02 PM
Kshitij woke up sweating in the middle of the third night in a row. It was the same dream again.
Submitted on 05 May, 2019 at 06:11 AM
The exodus now began from the harms end to the safe side. They had people already lined up on the other side. There were...
Submitted on 02 May, 2019 at 17:51 PM