it's sunday evening, and i sit in a small, creaky cybercafe where an old fan is the only relief from a persistent sapping heat.
Sunday, April 06, 2003
Posted by sandeep at Sunday, April 06, 2003
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it's sunday evening, and i sit in a small, creaky cybercafe where an old fan is the only relief from a persistent sapping heat.
Posted by sandeep at Sunday, April 06, 2003
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