When we dream, is that true freedom, or another box of our mind

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When I was young, I was always afraid of others judging me. We were dirty, but we had manners. We were poor, but we had love.

We bathed once a week on Sundays. Bathing in our house was a chore; that is why it was reserved for once a week.

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