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The monsoon air was stifling. It had rained all night, but the morning was hotter than ever. Rain can only do so much when its up against a summer in Calcutta. Shubham frowned at the sizzling pan in front of him. He was waiting for the sliced onion to brown, and it was taking awfully long. Impatient Read More...
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