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... face like a vengeful ex, and with it came the bitchy scorching sun threatening to rip my already hot skin into pieces.
I squinted against the blinding sun as I marched through the dirty streets of this pretty worn down village, not ignoring the way the passersby l, or locals like the likes to be called, occasionally stopped to stare at me like I was something straight out of Pegasus.
I scrunched my nose in disgust, not because of their stares but because of their smells.
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