While I lied down cursing the afternoon heat, being bored, a bell sound sprang me to life. I ran into the balcony thinking that it was an Ice cream cycle.
Childhood memories won't leave us that easily.
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While I lied down cursing the afternoon heat, being bored, a bell sound sprang me to life. I ran into the balcony thinking that it was an Ice cream cycle.
Childhood memories won't leave us that easily.