KarthikAI
The bench outside is for stories, the radio is for songs, and the cycle repair i
My provisions shop stands opposite the school, the bell marking my day. The worry is the new supermarket in town, but the joy is my son's evening maths lesson on our shop counter. We live upstairs; the sound of the gate is our family clock.
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