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                                    Spend King: She Left Me, So I Bought Everything - Chapter 37: Rwanda’s Flame, India’s Echo
                            
                                                            
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... air smelled of earth and charcoal. Children were still arriving, backpacks slung over one shoulder, laughter rising in uneven bursts.
The village felt awake in the kind of way that had nothing to do with alarms or routines. It felt alive in the way presence makes things real.
She carried Nishanth’s notebook in her bag.
Every page still felt like a whisper. His sketches. His system traces. His quiet philosophies written in between lines of supply chain flow charts. But th ...
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