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#StorieOfJuly: Rage

Lotanna was not one to pay attention to dreams, else he would have given more than scant consideration to the dream of the quicksand. He unhurriedly packed his suitcase, a lazy smile played on his face. He could almost taste Mama’s Achi soup. He frowned. He hoped Cheche had not deemed it fit to intercept… Continue reading #StorieOfJuly: Rage