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“Where were the convoys of motors rushing at a blind speed in the evening, when the so-called begging children, by stretching their palms more tender than flowers, were selling the future of this world for the price of their childhood?” — Suman Pokhrel
Where were the convoys of motors rushing at a blind speed in the evening, when the so-called begging children, by stretching their palms more tender than flowers, were selling the future of this world for the price of their childhood?