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Submitted to Contest #89
I exited my chilled car and felt the warm breeze of a regular evening in Delhi touch my skin. I slouched and collected my heavy files, heavy purse and the light lunch bag from the back seat and walked towards my home entrance. It was a rather old 10 storey building that had a rusty iron door, which seemed like it would fall the second someone would touch it but it never did. It would squeak as it swung on its hinges but nothing more. I moved forward to the main building which was a shade of dirty yellow and grey from old age and the ...
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