THIERRY HORACE
Terminus
We were done shopping for groceries, and it started getting dark. It was twilight around 4.30pm on a rainy day at the end of November. I was carrying two bags filled with food, yet my children insisted on doing a detour through the park. Well, why not. The bags were heavy, I was tired, but I had no desire to argue…
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