There was a time when cities were not metropolitan, and neighbours were closer than acquaintances who only know your names. There was a time when people would sit together towards the end of the day, for a half-hour or one; smoke up, drink tea, discuss the day’s events, ponder, learn, and laugh. In here, we would be ourselves, with little details of the days that turn out difficult, or happy, or make us think; because those days are the times when it’s necessary—to reflect, not alone, but together.
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It's only fair that on my blogsite, the first story that I ever publish, is the one I’ve been most scared about, the one that still haunts my dream and…