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“if you don’t want a child, just use nirodh!” said the ten year old. “nirodh!” there was awe and...
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“if you don’t want a child, just use nirodh!” said the ten year old. “nirodh!” there was awe and...
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She had hoped to take the bus to the school, but as usual, had allowed herself to get distracted...
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Last night, in a jumble of dreams, I danced… I was back in the newly built school...
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Reposting since am without electricity at my house again… I returned home to darkness. They...
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I have hazy recollection of onscreen adaptations of The Wind in the Willows where furry rodents in...
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