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It’s well past midnight in Victoria when I hear the unmistakable sound of a WhatsApp message.
We walked by the lop-sided doorways in a lane so narrow two people can't walk side by side. A curtain wafted open just enough for us to view a pattern of men curled around each other
Her daily text and voice messages arrive either in the early morning hours or after midnight in my time zone. The two or three word texts...
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