This, so much reminds me of an evening on beach road in Vizag. I think it was the day after the wedding. It's either the pillow or the sheets when I reach out tonight and I am thinking it's a bad substitute.
Watcher of obscure desi and phoren movies, reader of contemporary indian authors, code minion, thirty something, recluse and I belong to the legion of proud men with receding hairlines. And yes, the divorce does help.
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