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Right after dinner, little Rose was playing with her dolls, driving them on a doll-cart down the narrowed wooden hallway, leading to the living room near the kitchen. Her mother, Mrs. Maria, was patiently accepting of the noise from the cart’s wheels. After that long day, Mrs. Maria was washing the dishes, standing still in the kitchen with exhaustion, bearing what cannot be tolerated. “Rosy, why don’t you come and play with your dolls over there On the couch,” she said. “You, make some space for her,” she asked Hassan, who was sitting on th...
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Maximizing the simple is igniting the complexity, it’s minimizing the simplest approach to absorb the unbearable. When we believe in something, it becomes the string that connects people and gathers them around a perfectly balanced life. These were the thoughts Hassan was having, when he suddenly started to cling to his pillow, and started to drop tears. He felt suffocated, he barely could breathe. Hassan leaped out of his bed and checked his phone, it was Half past two in the morning, he thought it was a perfect time, “it’s either now or ne...
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