Sipping her second cup of green tea, she looked vacantly through the open window. The tall neem trees guarding the apartment gate looked fresh,compliments of the summer showers. The air was heavy with the thick musty intoxicating smell of wet earth. In long deep breaths she inhaled them, closing her eyes, trying to place herself in a day from the past.


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