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 | | A small cuddle, I hold her hand, a kiss on the cheek, and it was as if centuries of bitterness never even existed. |
 | | Obviously, these places don’t only sell sweets but all kinds of snacks imaginable along with all kinds of weird “Indian Chinese” stuff. |
 | | I just wanted to follow the ‘trail’ if you like, see whether any of those old places still remained, find out whether the same buses plied, the same routes existed etc. In short, live the ‘old times’ for a day. |
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