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The sun slowly hid itself behind the earth as Rafeel, grey haired and with short wrinkle lines on his face reached the old bus-stop of his village. He glanced up at the sky and nearly smiled at dark shadows hovering over the earth, his grandmother would have called it a sign of evil darkness.

With a head clouded with brown dust of travel, Rafeel took a deep breath and turned…