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Behind the shops and hawkers, a dark corner with a trail of yellowish-green slime ended in the drainage hole. Bits of tissue paper and cigarette stubs swam in the stagnant water. Her chest heaved and fell with each breath she took. “It’s enough. I’ve enough!” she sobbed. Overwhelmed by a sense of self-pity, she let out an audible sigh.

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