Chapter 1

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As a white car pulled up, I came out the door. All I heard was the bustling city,underneath the angry crimson glow of the sun, people hurrying to get to work. As I was just about to head into work, the scent of my old cities famous samosas was wafting in the air as a Pakistan themed restaurant was serving them. Due to the fact that I was concentrating on them I tripped over an unstable,grey tile (of the pavement) and hit my head.

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