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... the mirror as he rubbed his eyes, he caught sight of himself in the cracked mirror hanging on the wall. His hair was a wild tangle of curls, his skin was dark and shiny with sweat, and his eyes were bleary and bloodshot, looking around he saw a basin filled with water to the brim.
This was his mother's doing every morning she fetched water from the village borehole, there weren't many people in these parts so the line wasn't that long. The borehole was his late father's doing, something ...
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