Night rain did not stop, as if it was determined to make the city its own little bit of heaven. The clouds were so thick that not a single ray of sunlight penetrated the sky. The city still had the appearance of a deserted place, but the streets were full of people, from the poorest to the richest, hurrying about in search of some way out.
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Night rain did not stop, as if it were not a rain at all.
In the morning, we were ready to get up and go. I made a last cup of coffee, and then I took a shower. You can't call it a shower but a shower nonetheless. I felt good. I was clean. Clean in the sense that the air felt fresh in my lungs. It was a feeling of freedom, of being alive, of feeling like you're in charge of your life and your future.
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