Mango Dreams and Concrete Streets

The scent of ripe mangoes lingers on the sticky air, a rich promise of delight. But below, beneath the canopy of spreading trees, the streets are hard, paved with concrete that reflects the blazing sun. A child's laughter echoes in the cobbled alleyways, a fleeting gleam of innocence amidst the bustle life that surges around them. These bustlin

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