Every Sunday we fed the grey birds in the pink city's garden, and you said they were the city's real owners.
Arjun, I still go on Sundays.
The rest of this letter is sealed.
Looking through the drawer…
One sealed letter is waiting for Arjun.
Every Sunday we fed the grey birds in the pink city's garden, and you said they were the city's real owners.
Arjun, I still go on Sundays.
The rest of this letter is sealed.