
Morning at Singhania Mansion
The first rays of sunlight had just touched the sky when I rang the doorbell of the Singhania Mansion, holding a bag of fresh lemon juice bottles, sandwiches, and aspirin like a true war medic.

The first rays of sunlight had just touched the sky when I rang the doorbell of the Singhania Mansion, holding a bag of fresh lemon juice bottles, sandwiches, and aspirin like a true war medic.
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