Water pours down from the night sky as if from a shower faucet. We're standing on a narrow wooden balcony, arms outstretched with kitchen pots, collecting water for tea. The plumbing in the house has broken down. Heavy drops fall...
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Travel Diaries
I like to travel. In fact, sometimes it comes to my mind that while traveling, I feel somewhat more alive than when I am at home. (Not that I do not like my home, I do!) Maybe it is an...
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