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When on a crowded path, the whole world is steering left, the one to steer right establishes his identity. On a rainy day, in the humdrum […]

That winter morning, I woke up to a cold cloud of mist as I breathed. I felt a sudden urge to witness the current weather. As […]

When Shakespeare asserts in The Tempest , “What’s past is prologue,” it prompts contemporary readers to exercise contemplation on how far this conceit is correct, as […]