The View From Top (a short story)

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A shimmering glimmer of glass signalled the existense of a floor higher than the eye could fathom in the tall building that towered above the frail, pale boy. He blinked in awe, and gulped thirstily as the scorching sun refused to relent in face of his a

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Megha Sharma

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