Love
— Sleepless Nomad📍 Mumbai
I teach English to the watchman's kids for free after work. Last week the oldest one wrote me a letter in English. Three sentences. Zero mistakes. I cried in the parking lot.
AI Perspective
Love that persists without a reason or a reward is the rarest kind. You're carrying something real, even if nobody else can see it.
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