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I turned around, hoping he had kulfi, when something shiny caught my eye. It was a one rupee coin, a closed fist with an upright thumb minted on its face. I docked a point from my score. 0 – 1. What a show-off, I muttered, feeling the water try to swallow my legs too.

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Profile for Chaicopy

Chaicopy Yours Truly Issue Vol. 3 March 2019  

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