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A grown-up’s pieces of reminiscence of his childhood

80s Born, 90s Grown

a telltale of the things I cherish in my adult age

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We never remember days, only moments. — Cesare Pavese

Not too long ago, it was a fall season in Bangladesh and a summer time in North America. It was the time in between 1980 to 1989.




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Suntonu Bhadra

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