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- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jun 17, 2014
When nights were really cold, Safi was always colder. When days were really hot, Safi was always hotter. She was nice. She was horrible. She was a coin. Two sides of the same coin, she was. And when you flipped that coin, it was inevitable; it was always tip in the middle, never laying flat on one side.All Rights Reserved
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