Monday, January 2, 2023

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...it was  an ordinary   day like usual,  office  hours tiring and routine,   it was time to return home,  sayyad perhaps had   no reason  attractive enough to go back home,  nobody waited for him there with open arms and welcoming doors open,  for past three years he was resident of a small flat,  he had to unlock the door himself to let himself in, , where  his solitude and silence  embraced him completely,  he wished  the way home would  never end, he  would watch  faces getting in and out  at each stop,  trying to read their expressions,  making stories of them,  ever since he had come to this town to  do his job  he had discovered himself  and found his mind invented  stories  just by looking at people's faces,  his skills  had improved and he could  be quite  true  in his speculation  about otgers personalities  nature  habits and characters,  he didn't care if he was right or wrong he just enjoyed  studying faces,  he would   deeply get into reading the faces that he  would forget he had nobody home and  silent solitude awaited and he had to unlock his door himself to let himself in 

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