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I was thinking recently about two research projects that I would like to conduct... One is on street accidents happening in metropolitan ...
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Nawafar woke up from deep sleep. She was lying on the rocks somewhere near the river bank. She could feel the touch of sun on her face and ...
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I always wanted to write a letter to you. I would have written it on a paper that has flower petals in it, and I would have put a drop of v...
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