November 12, 2016
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The lounge was bathed in the quiet warmth of the afternoon sun. Light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling glass, soft and golden, stretching long across the polished floor and settling gently over the curved lines of the semi-circular sofa. The city beyond moved in its usual rhythm – distant, muted,…
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A journey with words that started in March 2018 has been flourishing with different explorations, and this brings me to the world of blogging.Read More