The warm yellow fraying of my window curtains starts around 6am, and then it is pitch black by 6:30pm.
City life with an unnatural cadence: Buzzing with street boys kicking stones amidst loud crowds at 7:30am; empty and dark at 7:30pm, a quiet street corner with dark figures standing shoulder-to-shoulder, bent over a flickering orange kerosene lamp.
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