Today (or yesterday rather) was a weird day. The wind is currently angry. It has been all day. I think it has its reasons. It is a thin thread between life and death. I think in modern places like this, people forget that. I've heard that it is the standard in the Islamic world that day begins when you can tell the difference between a black thread and a white thread. It is a new day for many here. A thread many of us forgot about or never knew is clearly visible.
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