❤️ Your City, Your Warmth
My dearest Hooman, I came to your home, as you always wished. The city gently embrace me. I had booked a little room, but a very large, l...
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Tonight, I stood in the same park where, 31 years ago in September, I spent two weeks before finally finding a room. Back then, the darknes... -
Monday, March 8, 2021 8 p.m. - darkness has settled, and the streets lay empty, no one in sight. I was on my way to a business trip, walk...
