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The Newspaper Thief

It is a lazy morning in Bangalore. Monsoon has made the nights cold and the mornings chilly. I am not an early riser and the weather asks me to tuck myself tight inside the quilt. In spite of the deep slumber I hear the sound ‘tuck’ ‘tuck’ ‘tuck’ going around the floor. The newspaper boy! …

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