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It started raining all of a sudden. I walk out of class and see an abundance of umbrellas and people huddling together under the shelter of cheap fabric. It’s a nice gentle drizzle. I can already feel the humidity and I know that tomorrow will only be worse. But for now, I am reminded of sweet, sweet home. And that is enough.

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