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I can’t Breathe George Floyd Rip shirt

  • babynaby02
  • Jun 3, 2020
  • 1 min read

It happend few months back, when travelling from Govindpuri station to Mandi house was a daily thing for me. That day I woke up bit late. Commute to office was another 2 hours, so I dressed up hurriedly, picked up my phone and literally ran towards the Metro station. I didn’t get time to unlock my phone. Once I was at the plateform, I shovelled myself inside the first Metro that arrived. It was tightly packed. There were many women around, and I was standing shoulder-to-shoulder in a group of aunties. There was barely no room, even to move my arms around. Carefully, I pulled out my phone to check if there were any messages, and held the phone to my face. I guess there were many eyes on me.


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