The school’s TATA lorry hovered to a stop, its engines still panting from the long flight it had been on. Eight high school boys leaped off it amid appreciatory slaps to the lorry’s metal frame. It rested on metallic feet that folded out from each of its corners. “Team SharpSharp?” Kaks hollered under the […]
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