Every Friday we crossed the creek on the little wooden ferry for one dirham, and you counted the gulls out loud like a child.
Joseph, they gave your bunk to a boy from Nepal who doesn't snore.
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दराज़ में देखा जा रहा है…
एक मुहरबंद ख़त Joseph का इंतज़ार कर रहा है।
Every Friday we crossed the creek on the little wooden ferry for one dirham, and you counted the gulls out loud like a child.
Joseph, they gave your bunk to a boy from Nepal who doesn't snore.
इस ख़त का बाक़ी हिस्सा मुहरबंद है।